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winnienora13 · 2 months
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Regulus sits on James lap and snuggles into his chest*
James-You’re not mad at me anymore?
Regulus-I am still very mad at you
James-Sooooo…What is this?
Regulus-Don’t mention it.
James-…
Regulus-*sighs*embarrassing proof of my addiction
James-addiction to what?
Regulus-Don’t make me even more mad James Potter
James-I knew you loved me *beaming and proud
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sommerregenjuniluft · 3 months
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@jegulus-microfic jan 22 - cry - 873 words
sapphic jegulus feat. pregnant!jamie (and the wonders/horrors of hormones)
“Mh,” James makes around the mouthful of pretzels she keeps dipping into the Nutella, “He’s kicking again!”
Regulus is already off the step ladder, overalls clad knees hitting the plastic covered floor next to where James is slouched in their camping deck chair.
They’re painting the nursery today. Or, Regulus is, while James is putting up her feet as ordered (not by the midwife but by her god damn fiancé so she better listen) and dipping pickled cucumbers into the chocolate cream as well whenever she thinks Regulus isn’t paying attention.
Which she is never not, and especially since James came back to bed out of their en-suite bathroom with a positive pregnancy test that fateful day a few months ago.
James licks her lips off crumbs and takes Regulus’ hand to where Harry is pedaling away inside her stomach, placing her palm over Regulus’ pale fingers.
It doesn’t take too long for Regulus to feel the skin move under her own palm, James’ skin warm where her shirt has ridden up over the bump.
For a woman that’s refusing to put on anything pregnancy wear related she’s been pretty keen on the idea of Regulus in an old crop top and overalls for her painting get-up.
James chuckles above her when Harry goes a little wild at Regulus’ proximity—she’s convinced he can already differentiate between his two moms.
Regulus less so, since he’s barely the size of an eggplant and all.
Still, she indulges her fiancé, and it’s true nonetheless that speaking to the baby firms the connection even as it’s still inside the womb.
Regulus hums happily, lips tugging at the corners and out of the corner of her eye she sees James’ nose scrunching in delight.
“Hello, babyboy,” she speaks at the belly, “Already training for your first triathlon in there, huh?”
James shakes the shaggy hair out of her doe eyes, grinning cockily, “Of course! He’s gonna place first on his very first go, too.”
Regulus rolls her grey eyes, “Not to already put any pressure on him or anything.”
James rolls hers in return, smile not fading as she brushes some of Regulus’ long, wavy hair behind her shoulder, caressing her cheek with her fingertips. “Love, you know damn well I’ll support him in whatever he chooses to like spending his time doing. But to be honest, between the two of us? I’d bet a Turning he’s on a balance bike before he can even run properly.”
Regulus scowls a little, James unperturbed as she looks back at her before arching a brow.
Regulus bends down over her belly again, cupping a hand around her mouth and whispering at their little baby, “She’s right, y’know. But don’t tell her I said that.”
Her fiancé cackles, throwing her head back and Regulus sets her lips down against the belly in a gentle kiss.
There’s a little sore spot in her chest suddenly and she blows out a breath through her nose, still so close to James’ belly Regulus feels the air hit her back.
“Harry,” she starts, “I know I’m probably not a naturally good mommy. There’s still lots of what I have to learn, and unlearn, especially. But I’m doing the work, I promise. I’m reading the books, and talking to my therapist on a set schedule because I love you. You’re not even here for me to hold but I already love you so much I feel like I could pulverize a whole fleet of ships if it meant nothing bad ever happens to you.”
She kisses the bronze skin again, thumb swiping back and forth over the small spot that keeps being pushed at, “I also know that I’ll mess up eventually but that’s okay because that’s normal. And I promise you—I promise, ok?—that I’ll love you so much it’ll make up for all of it.”
Suddenly there’s a sniffle from above and Regulus head whips around alarmed to see James lips in a quivering pout, chin wrinkling and tears welling impossibly high in her bloodshot eyes.
“Baby,” Regulus makes a cooing noise, moving one hand to cup James’ jaw, “Why are you crying, what’s wrong?”
James gives a little hiccup, aggressively gasping up the snot, “That was so sweet, what the fuck.”
Regulus tucks her lips in to keep from breaking into a small laugh and nods understandingly. James’ hormones have been rollercoastering a little the past few weeks.
“And also hot,” she adds, gaze dipping to Regulus’ lips and then lower where she knows the metal of her pierced nipples is peeking through the cotton. James pulls her lower lip between her teeth, gnawing on it before shrugging slightly, distracted by the view, “Talking about raising hell for his well-being and stuff.”
“And stuff,” Regulus parrots, sliding her hand around to James’ waist and licking the corner of her lips, knowing exactly what the best approach is to get James out of her headspace here now.
In the end, all it takes is Regulus leaning in closer, voice husky and telling James she’d kill for their little family without batting an eye for James to ask her to fuck her on the sofa from behind with the mirror in the hallway facing them.
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babypanda1235 · 5 months
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okay imagine james playing 'the prettiest star' by david bowie for regulus and telling him "you may not always be the brightest star, but you're most certainly the prettiest,"
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enbysiriusblack · 1 year
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regulus is nice to pandora, lily, sometimes james, and sometimes dorcas but they both throw up when he is
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bambistan · 4 months
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A correspondence between jegulus in a homophobic world bc angst.
⬇️⬇️⬇️
Dear Regulus,
It's been a while since we last spoke, but . . . I was thinking of you today.
I was by the ocean, and the greying clouds created a storm as beautiful as the one in your eyes. I couldn't bring myself to look away, even as it turned violent.
I fear I'll spend every second of my existence longing for someone I can't have . . . Someone I shouldn't want.
I wish one of us wasn't condemned to live in a man's body. Maybe then, I could love you as loudly as I please.
Maybe then we could've been together.
Sincerely,
James
~*~
Dear James,
Much to my own dismay, I was excited to receive a letter from you. We'd agreed not to speak - though is writing really speaking?
I share your sorrows, your pain. I know the feeling all too well as it has made a home inside me.
In the darkest hours of the night, I fantasise about how differently things could've gone had I been born a girl.
I miss you.
Sincerely,
Regulus
~*~
Dear Regulus,
I will admit I hadn't expected a reply - I thought you'd hated me. However, I'm pleased to know you miss me.
I miss you too.
I miss waking up next to you. Watching as the sun slips through the crack in the curtains and paints your face in the most extraordinary shade of gold.
I miss having you close to me. Feeling your head on my chest, rising with each breath I take, ever so slightly.
Do you remember that day in the orchards?
Sincerely,
James
~*~
Dear Jamie,
How could I forget?
We'd exhausted ourselves on the race there and ate almost every apple on every tree.
However - shamefully - my favourite moment was afterwards, in my parents' lake.
I can still recall the feeling of water rippling as you moved against me. The words you whispered in my ear as your grip on me tightened.
I'd sell my soul to go back to that day.
Sincerely,
Regulus
~*~
My dearest,
Regulus,
You have no idea the things you do to me.
If anyone knew, I'm sure I'd be castrated and hung for my crimes - but I'd die with a smile on my face.
Why did we ever stop?
We could go back to that day together.
I need you like I need air. Please come back.
Yours,
Jamie
~*~
Dear James,
Please do not make this harder for me.
You know why I can't go back. There are people who hold such hatred for love like ours.
My parents, the church, everyone in that godforsaken town.
I have to kneel for hours on end in the darkness of the church basement to repent for my sins. To forget you had ever existed . . .
But I cannot.
Even if it hurts . . . I fear that's when I love you most.
Sincerely,
Regulus
~*~
Dear Regulus,
Just say the word and I'll come to you.
Please, my love, I am desperate. It's been years, yet without you, they feel like centuries.
We could run away together - live in the mountains. You always did like caves.
I don't know any other way to ask then to beg, so please please please . . .
Come home to me, love. Let me come to you.
Please.
Love,
James
~*~
Dear Regulus,
I had hope for a while. I'd thought your inability to write back was due to your travelling.
However, it became apparent that that wasn't the case as you would've reached me already.
I can only assume my feelings aren't reciprocated and your previous letters were nothing but a reminiscence of good times.
I will bother you no longer.
Fondly,
James
~*~
Dear Regulus,
It's been months.
I know I swore not to write but is it really so hard to pick up a pen and tell me to fuck off?
I'd do anything you asked, including leaving you alone, so just say the word, and I'm gone.
I'll be, but another memory you smile fondly at before passing by.
Sincerely,
James
~*~
Dear Regulus,
You know it's not like me to give up.
I will fight for the things I want - and I want you.
Madly, desperately, I want you.
Feel free not to answer my sorrows, but know that they will never stop coming.
Love,
James
~*~
Dear James,
Come to me.
Love,
Regulus
Yay!! Happy ending.... Or is it?
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carniferous · 8 months
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And when the piece ends, Regulus holds his breath in his chest and turns himself towards James, who sways towards him involuntarily, perpetually caught in orbit. 
“Thank you,” he says sweetly, all in Regulus’s space and beaming down at him.
Regulus bristles, two bright spots of red in his cheeks. “That is not the proper response, James.”
“What is, then?”
But before Regulus can reply, James kisses his half-open mouth—just once, short and mostly chaste but for the way he catches a little on Regulus’s bottom lip. Regulus makes a strangled sound and turns his face away, so the only part left in James’s line of sight is the sliver of his cheekbone and the blush spreading to his ears. 
James can feel his heart in his throat. His heart in every part of him. His heart sitting outside of his body, just a half-foot away.
ibhfts sneak peek :)
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murderoushag · 1 year
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this is just a fandom appreciation post
i love seeing new headcanons
i love seeing new interpretations of characters
i love seeing people seeing themselves in these characters and sharing it with us
post your self-indulgent fics! i love them! i love reading the passion you have for what you're writing about!
and i love how nice and supportive so much of the community is
i genuinely feel so safe and happy here, moreso than in most other places- you have no idea how happy it makes me to see even one person like a post i put up of my silly little thoughts
and it makes me so happy that all you fic writers can spread so much joy and emotion through your writing and commenters and supporters can do the same right back with their support
NOT TO BE SAPPY BUT YES TO BE SAPPY I LOVE YOU ALL
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butimjustaliar · 1 year
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"Look, I don’t know a lot. I have no idea what happens when we die or what next week looks like, let alone hundreds of years in the future. But I do know that there’s still an us hundreds of years from now. We’re still together. That’s the only thing I know for sure.”
otrtbs: Art Heist, Baby! (x) Chapter 32
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hitmewithsomebooks · 4 months
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@jegulus-microfic Jan 10 - lake
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“James Potter I swear to Merlin, if you don’t stop right now I’ll drown you in the Black lake.” Regulus threatened, but it didn’t quite have the same effect when his cheeks were flushed a pretty pink.
James grinned at him, all pearly white teeth.
“…and I love your ears, they’re just so cute I don’t know why, I love that freckle right below your bellybutton, the way you play with my fingers when you’re bored, your affinity for flowers, oh, and your voice when you first wake up, and—”
Regulus groaned, dropping to the floor with his face in his hands. James laughed, sitting down next to him and playing with his hair as he continued on.
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“What’s wrong with my brother?” Sirius asked, concern and confusion coating his voice.
“James is telling him all the things he loves about him.” Remus answered.
“Oh. Sappy prats.” Sirius scoffed, rolling his eyes and setting his head in Moony’s lap.
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magswrite · 26 days
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prompt: forbid (april 4th). 583 words. @jegulus-microfic.
“Forbid it?” Regulus says, his voice echoing. “Sirius you can’t just—do that.”
James waits hesitantly for Sirius’ reply. He’d just been gone for a second, grabbing a jumper from his bedroom for a particularly stubborn draft. Really, he ought to go into the room properly—it’s not right to eavesdrop—but when Sirius says his name, he can’t quite resist.
“James is being insufferable about it,” Sirius groans, and James can practically hear him roll his eyes.
“Insufferable about what?”
James tries not to hang on to every word Regulus says. He fails.
“About his little crush,” Sirius finishes.
Crush. Crush. Fuck.
Regulus suddenly goes very silent. “I think you might be misinterpreting things, Sirius. James and I are just friends.”
Just friends. The words ring through his head, too. James can’t help but suppress a smile at the thought, though.
Him and Regulus, just friends? At this point, James thinks, Sirius ought to know better. Him and Regulus have been dating for the past three months, and he still hasn’t caught on.
It started off as a little joke, between the two of them. "We’re practically dating already,” James had said. “Only thing I haven’t done yet is kiss you.
Of course, Regulus had found that rather funny, and it’d turned into what it is now—a little game they play, seeing how long it’ll take for Sirius to catch on to the fact that James’ crush is more than reciprocated.
“Just friends, my arse,” Sirius laughs. “You should see the way he looks at you. Practically turns into Bambi.”
“Well, I don’t see why it’s necessary to forbid him from asking me out. And I don’t see why you’re telling me about it.”
“Because I want to be upfront about it, with you,” Sirius continues. “And besides, it has to have been driving you crazy. I mean, I know what it’s like when Prongs gets a crush, I saw him around Lily—“
“—Okay,” Regulus cuts him off. “I get the idea. Still, Sirius, I think you might be overstepping a bit.”
Sirius goes quiet, and James worries for a moment that Regulus has hit a nerve. 
“Overstepping?” Sirius wonders. “If anything you should be thanking me, I mean you hate it when he—“
“I don’t.”
James’ smile grows wider. If there’s any accomplishment that he prides himself on, it’s in breaking the stony exterior of Regulus Black.
“You don’t what?”
Regulus sighs. “I don’t—I don’t hate it.”
A pause
“I don’t mind, really.”
James can practically see the flush dusting Regulus’ cheeks. He always blushes around sappy things, James has learned.
“Oh my God,” Sirius says. “You totally like him back.”
Under his breath, Regulus whispers, “Shut it. He’s only supposed to be gone for a few minutes.”
At that, James has to bite back at laugh. Leave it to Regulus to be embarrassed for having feelings for his boyfriend.
“Would it be such a bad thing, if he overheard?”
“Yes,” Regulus states. “It would be. Mostly because James does not need to know—“
James, of course, chooses that moment to walk back into the room.
“What do I not need to know?” He asks, eyes fixed to Regulus’ mortified face.
“Nothing,” Regulus says, a little too quickly.
“Really?” James asks. “Didn’t seem like nothing.”
Regulus’ face burns. James revels in it, a little, even when Regulus gives the slightest shake of his head.
“Nothing,” Regulus glares. 
Sirius looks giddily between them. “Oh, this is going to be fun.”
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winnienora13 · 3 months
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One of my favorite thing about James Potter is that he’s so respectful
When he was younger and still completely in love with Lily, Snape,who was also in love with Lily, gave her a love potion. However, it backfired and Lily ended up being in love with James. Now the second James found out, he didn’t do anything about it. He just called Lily’s friends and told them to take care of her. The same James who was absolutely head over heels in love with her. The same James who had the same girl he was in love with for so long in love with him too for the first time and who didn’t take avantage of it even a little bit.
Then, when he got with Regulus, a couple of years later, he would ask for his consent simply to hold his hand. He would answer anyone who asked about Regulus’s gender or sexuality with ‘’ I don’t know if Regulus wants me to tell you.’’. Even though Hogwarts in it’s integrity already knew Regulus was gay and trans and had for a while.
James would constantly question Reg about what he’s comfortable with or not comfortable with. It was always important for him but even more when it came to Reggie being transgender.
‘’ Is it okay if I touch your scars on your chest’’ or stuff like this. But since he’s James mf Potter ,sometimes, he got really intense/crazy and Reg would just chuckle fondly.
‘’Do you want me to act more feminine so people think you’re the man in the relationship?’’
Reg chuckled ‘’come here’’
James buries his face in the crook of Reg’s neck while Reg wraps him up in his arms.
‘’You do know that’s not how gay couples work right?’’
James sighs ‘’ I know. I just want you to be comfortable.’’
‘’ I am love. I promise.’’ He then kisses the top of James head.
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emlovessid · 7 months
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@jegulus-microfic october 13, party, 300 words
He wasn’t expecting to hear from Regulus tonight, but is pleasantly surprised to see his name light up his phone screen.
“Hey, baby.”
There’s muffled music in the background as Regulus says, “Oh, James!”
James can’t help but laugh at the way he says it, like he’s surprised to find James on the end of the line, despite being the one that called him.
“How’s the party? You’re having fun?”
“Mhm.”
“Why are you calling me then?”
“I miss you. Just wanted to hear your voice.”
James had been delighted when he’d first gone out drinking with Regulus. While James is a loud drunk, Regulus is a sweet, sappy, would cry at the smallest inconvenience drunk. It does something to his heart, knowing that Regulus is at a party with all of his old school friends, and instead of catching up with them, he’d rather be on the phone with him. 
“I miss you more.”
“Not possible. I miss you so much that I can’t even think properly.”
“That’s probably the alc–”
He hears Barty’s voice down the line, “Reg, what are you do– are you talking to lover boy? Give it here.”
Regulus tries to protest, and then, “Good evening, James. Sorry to break this up, but I’m bringing him back downstairs now.”
“Let me say bye first, yeah? And make sure you get him home to me in one piece.”
“You can count on it,” Barty says to James, and then Regulus is back, “James?”
“Hi, baby. Go back to the party and I’ll see you later, okay?”
“You’ll wait up for me?”
“Of course.”
“Wait – don’t go yet!” A pause, then a sigh. “I love you.”
James hears Barty make a fake gagging sound in the background, laughing fondly as he says back, “I love you too.”
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infinitewolfstarr · 3 months
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I truly believe in Rosekiller being madly in love but not affectionate in the slightest.
The idea of holding hands in the corridors in front of other people is disgusting to them and they’d rather die than be cute like that.
They tend to wind each other up and be mean to one another. Quite literally “he picks on you because he likes you”.
Other couples are also gross to them, when Regulus starts having James hang out with them- they visibly cringe at how sappy the two of them are together. And jegulus aren’t even that bad compared to others.
People being genuinely shocked when they find out they’re a couple and have been for years.
PDA isn’t for them but when they’re alone.. it’s a different story. They’re still not overly cute. They still roast each other, they’d never peel an orange for the other person (iykyk) but they snuggle and they make out etc. And they know they’re made for each other even if no one else does.
Alternatively I also believe in Barty being “needy” and Evan being like not really my issue?
(For example)
“I’m cold.”
“Damn Barty I can’t control the weather.”
Or
“Please can you get me a snack?”
“No.”
“But I’m hungry.”
“Get your own snack.”
“Don’t wanna move.”
“Starve then.”
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sebbianas · 8 months
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“Being loved by you makes me feel alive.” Regulus confesses, the truth spilling out of him. He can’t control it. “Loving you makes me want to live.”
James stops what he’s doing, hands froze mid stir. The sound of the stove’s fire and the sizzling of the oil was all that could be heard. Regulus tries not to feel worried about this, sitting on the kitchen counter with James cooking beside him, he tries to act nonchalant.
“Reggie…” James whispered, he seemed to be coming back alive. He turned the stove of and turned to Regulus, he pushed legs apart and slotted himself into the space. “Oh, love, you make me so unbelievably happy, do you know that?”
“That wasn’t an invitation for you to get sappy.” Regulus said, rolling his eyes. He wrapped his arms around James’ neck and James wrapped his around his waist. “I love you.”
“I love you more.” James answered, softly. “You make living exciting, I feel like I could live forever if it means having you for as long as that.”
Regulus sighed happily, closing his eyes and letting his forehead touch James’. “Don’t out sap me.”
“Can’t.” James whispered.
Regulus didn’t say anything more. He didn’t need to anyway.
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bellaxisworld · 2 months
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february 24 @jegulus-microfic prompt: hungry. word count: 858.
Regulus hopped into James’ car and flashed him a shy smile. James grinned, picking up his hand to place a gentle kiss across his knuckles. Regulus blushed fiercely, unfamiliar with usual acts of affection. Butterflies and flutters erupted behind his ribs at James’ touch—he always reacted this way, with James. They’d only gone out for two dates so far, and he wasn’t yet accustomed to the warmth of James’ presence. Regulus was sure he watched James with stars in his eyes, some type of puppy love growing ever so steadily in his chest.  
“What’s on the agenda?” he asked James.
“That’s for you to decide. How are you feeling? Any suggestions for what we should do?” James looked at Regulus with an expression so tender, soft and loving, Regulus almost wanted to turn away. But he’d be damned before he rejected any bit of James’ affection. He would soak up every bit of it, melt into him, let it wash over him, even if he overflowed with it. It was precious currency. 
“I think… I’d like to be somewhere quiet. Not a lot of people. But I’m also hungry,” Regulus whispered. He was getting used to voicing his wants, his needs. James made him feel safe enough to be honest. 
James nodded, looking out the window, thinking. “How about we go home and we can make dinner, bake together? Is that alright?”
Regulus nodded eagerly. “Definitely. Sounds perfect.” 
The drive to James’ was quiet, but Regulus basked in the comfort that came with being around James. Their hands were intertwined over the center console and he’d never felt more secure. 
As soon as Regulus hopped out of the car, he was enveloped by big arms pulling him close. He pressed into James, his head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. James was nearly a foot taller than him, but the difference in height made for the best hugs Regulus had the privilege of experiencing. He was surrounded by James in the very best way. 
James led him inside, and Regulus helped him set out the ingredients to make soup and pasta for dinner, and gathered the ingredients to bake banana muffins and orange muffins. 
James would handle the soup and pasta, and Regulus would bake the muffins. James had put on a record, and there was a quiet tune echoing in the kitchen. James wore a bright pink apron with red hearts decorating it, and he gave the plain white apron to Regulus. They idly chatted, about anything and nothing that mattered. Regulus prattled on about his most recent favorite novel, and James told Regulus about a wonderful movie he’d seen. Their date wasn’t life-changing or grand by any means, but it was so sweet, and Regulus could feel the affection permeating and filling the air like the melodic music in the background, love so palpable he could taste it. He was safe, and that alone was something so precious James could give him. 
Dinner was made, and Regulus was shuffling towards the oven with the muffin tray in hand. He shut the oven, muffins placed gently inside, and turned to James, eyes bright and cheeks flushed. “All done,” he announced. 
James smiled warmly, coming close to place wide hands on Regulus’ hips. He kissed Regulus’ nose, trailing kisses all over his face. “I think you made a little mess with the baking,” voice like honey, kisses all over. “You taste sweet like sugar, love,” James whispered, sending a shiver down Regulus’ spine. He grabbed the front of James’ apron to pull him closer, letting himself melt against him, James’ arms the only thing holding him up. 
Regulus was kiss-drunk and sappy, feeling so perfectly warm and content in James’ space. “I think some messes are worth making,” he said, hands wandering and grabbing all over. He’d never get enough of James, skin on skin and stolen kisses, always wanting more and more. He was made of only butterflies, sunshine and love blooming behind his eyelids and ribs, sparks across his skin everywhere James’ hands traveled. They kissed and kissed and kissed against the kitchen counter until the oven timer beeped. Regulus startled backwards, flushed pink and lips kiss-bitten. James had a megawatt grin, blinding and lovely, hair messy and sticking up from Regulus’ fingers. Regulus smiled and kissed his cheek chastely. “The food will go cold. We need to eat.” 
“I could surely survive on kisses alone—”
“Sustenance, James—”
“Kisses, Reg—”
“I’m hungry.” He pouted up at James, and James was a weak man for a pouting Regulus. 
James kissed his nose. “Fine, I’ll take out the muffins. Go sit down, love, have some soup.” James was still sure he could survive on kisses and Regulus alone, but he’d eat soup and pasta and muffins with Regulus for a lifetime, if he needed. He would  spend a lifetime doing anything with Regulus. But James hoped he’d spend a lifetime kissing Regulus, cherishing him, growing in love everyday and—if they spent a lifetime baking and humming in the kitchen together—he didn’t think there was a single thing wrong about that.
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we shall ignore how late i am, but please enjoy this breadcrumb of my writing
part of a collection of february microfics: february, i'm yours(24/29).
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crushofdoves · 11 months
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speaking of devouring fics where sirius' gender has been trans-ed, do you have any recs?? i know some people don't like to recommend fics so feel free to ignore if that's your vibe!
yes, i do have recs for this! here are a few off the top of my head, in no particular order:
honey sweet by @vajazzly
explicit - ft. city boy sirus who is down bad for the beekeeper with horrible fashion sense (but he’s good with this hands)
gathering home by @quietlemonhush
explicit - sirius raising regulus & harry after literally burning down his family home, remus is reg’s teacher. heavy themes but overall very funny & sweet & tender.
suffer for the people - orphan account
remus is regulus’s camp counselor, has lil bit of a meltdown and asks for his brother who comes to visit to calm him down. feelings occur. sooo cute & comforting, very fluffy.
our destiny in the stars - orphan account
explicit - remus is insecure about his (plus size, disabled) body and decides to try online dating where matches can’t see what the other person looks like. he meets sirius (trans, a teacher) and they uh - hit it off. this fic makes me smile so damn big. it’s just - it’s a classic, i’ve read it a million times.
whatever words i say - orphan account
sirius can’t stop acting out and it’s stressing out the rest of his band, so lily hires remus to keep an eye on him. obviously, they fall in love. a sweet lil band au.
a fool and his money - orphan account
explicit - chronically ill remus is roommates with regulus, meets his rich older brother and agrees to an arrangement: pretend to date sirius, show up with him to events - in exchange for money. y’all can guess where this is going and it’s so good. love a good sugar daddy/fake dating fic.
abyss by @titstraction
explicit - highschool au, remus & sirius are both on the track team and can’t seem to the same page. this fic is - so good. it’s very much a comfort read for me, but there are some heavy themes and transphobic jokes. this fic will hurt your feelings but it will also make you giggle and kick your feet and scream into your pillow.
have time to grow by queer_and_trashy
explicit - queer professor & amateur poet remus meets trans professional poet sirius - they try to get their shit together. hot & sweet and just, deeply deeply gay.
the entire rock n’ pole verse by @jennandblitz and fivepips
explicit - ace rock climber remus meets genderfluid dancer (mainly pole) sirius. this ‘verse is huge, there’s literally millions of words of it and y’all - i’ve read all of it. incredible ace representation, and overall just very sweet and sappy. mild angst, but everyone is in love & has a happy ending so don’t worry!
living like we’re renegades - orphan account
explicit - cheerleader sirius + journalist remus = everything i’ve ever wanted. i loooove this sirius so much they’re so gender.
the prettiest star ‘verse by raging_queer
tattoo artist sirius meets single dad remus - actually, sirius meets his child, teddy. sweet bonding with teddy looking up to Elder Queer sirius. very fluffy and comforting.
staying strangers by 3amandcounting
the texting fic, my fave of all-time. genderfluid sirius & demisexual remus. if there is one fic out there that will just make you want to open a window and yell about it to the other townsfolk - it’s this one. idek how to explain it, it’s just - it’s perfect.
also most of my fic features trans sirius, my masterlist is pinned!
disclaimer: this list is non-exhaustive, i know i’ve forgotten some, and i will be updating this tomorrow when i’m not half-asleep. and y’all, please reply with your fave trans sirius fics bc i want to read them all!!
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