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selectively mute regulus because of trauma. he saw what being loud did to sirius, so he chose to stay silent, not even a whisper at night.

james who's CODA, seeing him talking in sign language with sirius as they get to the train, and going immediately to him to present himself, and just starting to ramble endlessly, hands moving as fast as lightning, sometimes even babbling from excitement.

regulus just stares at him, it's the first time someone has been that excited from just meeting him. it's so unfamiliar and an insane contrast from how he gets treated at home. it's endearing, and james doesn't stop, goes from one topic to another and asks a million questions.

it's so endearing and bizarre that regulus let's out a little laugh, and it definitely sounds weird, voice raspy and almost gone from years of not using it, but it's still a whisper of a laugh, barely there but loud enough to hear. something he hasn't done in so long he's surprised he can even manage to remember how to do it.

he stops it immediately.

james thinks it's his life mission to hear it again.

fuck all romance except from what harry potter's dead dad, and harry potter's dead godfather's dead emo brother have got going on.

trans regulus who thinks no one is taking him serious so he has to be a cold bitch all the time and put people in their place but imagine his surprise when he realizes james is actually taking him very serious. (after his friends) james makes him feel seen, he makes him feel confident because in james' eyes he is a boy no matter how much transphobia he gets to endure during a day.

james looks at him and sees nothing but a boy that is lethally beautiful and dangerous.

Just remembered seeing a post that said “everything that made regulus quiet, made sirius loud.”

what. the. fuck.

When they are making love (vanilla, I know. Rolling my eyes.) James wants to hold into Regulus' hands. He'll either pin them above his head or interwind their fingers.

All while keeping eye-contact, loving gazes.

Well,

When they are fucking, James will grip Regulus' neck, placing his handprint there into a neckline of a lilac bruise. And he would tie Reg's hands together, till there's a angry red mark.

All while staring into Reg's eyes, which roll back, fill with tears.

That's the post.

the B in RAB stands for bomb ass pussy

I can't entirely deny this, James would 100% agree

james: you’re quiet.

regulus: i’m gatekeeping my personality from you.

✨The Black Brothers ✨

I feel like "star crossed lovers: meant to meet but not to last" for canon Jegulus, would be absolutely disastrous for me. But I would 100% read it.

writing sex scenes is really funny because half the time you're like omg I'm such a god, this is the hottest thing ever written and then the other half of the time you're like oh my fucking god this is the most embarrassing thing ever written by a human, I can't let anyone see this ever.

and then you do anyway.

[Insert any joke about Regulus and water here]

Sirius on the surface like hmmmm I wonder what’s taking them so long 🤔

What sound like a good fanfic title for Regulus raising Harry (after James/Jily dies)?

Reblog the writers’ fortune cookie for luck!

"We were teenagers in a war and it seemed so dreadfully romantic - star crossed lovers. A Death Eater and an Order Member, heir to the Blacks and a half blood werewolf. It was never real. It couldn't be, I was in love with his brother–" Remus sighed, a long exhale of breath as he looked off into space, "I still visit his grave, sometimes. Narcissa has been there a few times. We never spoke. She was… unexpectedly respectful, from the first time she saw me there."

I think my real purpose in life was to read gay fanfiction and obsess over fictional dead wizards and witches.

Crimson Rivers core

Regulus: I’ll kill you

James: You want to fuck me sooo bad

Regulus:*pulls out a knife*

James:

Regulus Black every morning: Lord give me patience or an untraceable handgun

June 26th <3

Knee - @jegulus-microfic - words: 1747

Most would be surprised by this, but one of Regulus’ favourite subjects is Care of Magical Creatures. He just loves taking care of the animals, they’re so gentle if you treat them right, he much prefers them to humans.

So, almost everyday after his lessons, he walks over to the edge of the forbidden forest and helps out with the creates. The teacher loves him.

“Regulus my dear?” She asked him one day.

Professor June was a lovely woman, probably in her mid thirties, Regulus wasn’t too sure. She had long curly hair down to her waist and it was always dyed a different colour, right now it was midnight blue with some blonde streaks running through it.

“Yes Professor?” He answered as he gathered some fruits from the forest bushes and trees, the Hippogriffs surprisingly loved apples.

“My first seventh year class is tomorrow, we’re going to be studying Hippogriffs and I know how much Buck Beak here likes you.” She patted the giant animals head. “You could come and help out, or just observe, if you like?” She offered a sweet smile. “You are far too advanced to be in your regular class.”

Eagerly, he nodded and cleared his throat. “I’d be happy to help out, keep Bucky safe.” He saw his Professor grin, of course his priority was the Hippogriff, it was Regulus Black you were talking to.

-

Now this is how Regulus found himself leant against a tree at nearly ten in the morning, throwing a green apple up and down on his hands as he waits for the professor to arrive along with the rest of the students.

Normally the kids aren’t allowed near the forbidden forest without supervision, but he was an exception and definitely the one they shouldn’t be worrying about. He’s pretty sure he’s seen his brother and his gang of idiots wandering around the forest at ungodly hours of the morning.

Why was here there, you may ask? Well that’s no one’s business, he finds it’s far more relaxing outside. It’s either that or listen to Barty’s horrible fucking snoring.

He continued to toss the apple as he zoned out, watching and listening to the ripples on a nearby pond. Up, down, up, d- what the fuck?

The apple stayed motionless in the air, taunting him as he jumped to get it, failing every time.

Finally coming to a conclusion, he heard the crunch of leaves behind him and he whipped around, glaring at the dark skinned brunette before him.

“Potter.” He hissed. “Put-“

“Reggie!” He smiled widely, way too happy for this early in the morning.

“You know better than all people that I don’t like being called that.” He growled.

Potter raised his hands in surrender, chuckling a little bit at the shorter boy. “Hey now, don’t hex me again.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe I should start a bingo card. Hexed by Regulus, check. Slapped by Regulus, check-“

“All of them very deserved, may I add.”

“-insulted by Regulus, check check che-“

Regulus fetched his wand out of his pocket, casting a quick wordless spell before the apple fell with a thud followed by a yelp, right on top of the Potter boys head.

“Well okay, ouch?!”

In that moment, Professor June decided to stroll over. Her black skirt clipping her heels as she folded her arms and offered an unimpressed look towards Regulus.

“Regulus, we’re teaching the students, not dropping apples on their heads.”

“In my defence, he deserved it.”

“Don’t I always.” James grumbled, now grabbing the apple from the floor and tossing it around in his hands.

Regulus stood next to his Professor and started to walk away with her, shouting over his shoulder. “Finally, you get it!”

He heard a laugh come from James as Regulus walked further away, leaves and twigs crunching beneath his dark green converse.

Why does that boy always find Regulus’ insults funny? They’re not funny in the slightest, he’s being as rude as he can get.

The Slytherin scoffs out loud, ignoring the strange looks from his Professor.

-

The helping was pretty simple, Professor June spoke, letting Regulus add some things, and then he’d demonstrate. Her excuse being that her skirt is too impractical to climb onto a Hippogriff, but he really didn’t mind doing so.

“So! Any volunteers?” The Professor spoke loudly.

Murmurs erupted from the students as they all took a few slow steps backwards. Regulus locked eyes with the Potter boy as he edged backwards.

Wimp, Regulus mouthed. Now he can just watch it all unfold.

He leant against the tree, running his hands through Buck beaks feathers as he watched Potter jump forwards and raise his hand.

Not quite hearing the discussion between Professor June and Potter, Regulus took his time to look at the Gryffindor boy, like actually look.

Currently he had flushed red cheeks pigmented on his tan skin, his messy, wild, brunette hair blowing in all directions due to the wind. His shirt was buttoned down far further than allowed, showing off the top of his collarbone. His shirt was untucked and his tie undone and hung lazily around his neck.

He looks so messy, why does he look good? How can he look like he’s just rolled out of bed but still look gorgeous.

Regulus must have been staring for a moment too long, when the Professor and James Potter came walking over to him, Professor June saying something that he didn’t quite hear. Admittedly, he was busy staring at the golden jewellery on Potters hands and neck.

“Sorry, what did you say?” He asked with a puzzled look.

“Away with the fairies are we, Regulus?” The teacher spoke with an amused smile.

Ignoring the eyebrow wiggle from James, he sent a glare in the brunettes direction before turning back to the Professor, still in need of an actual answer. “I was just telling Mr Potter that you would help him mount Buck beak, could you do that?” She asked.

He wasn’t quite sure what this task entailed, he just hoped he didn’t have to touch the Potter boy more than needed. He already gets annoyingly flustered around the boy, there’s no point adding more fuel to the fire.

Nodding, he explained to James how everything worked.

First, you had to make sure the Hippogriff trust you. Then, you have to slowly and very carefully, place a hand on the animals beak, that’s its invitation to kneel down.

James followed these steps perfectly, Buck beak loved him. Regulus wasn’t jealous at all… nope.

A little voice at the back of his head teased him, which one are you jealous of?

Pushing the thought away, he focused back on James. The boy did quite well, he was currently sat atop Buck beak, stroking his feathers and looking around in awe.

“You ready Potter?” Regulus spoke as he stood on his tiptoes, running a hand along the Hippogriffs smooth beak.

“I wish you’d just call me James.”

Regulus shrugged, ignoring the statement and looking around to make sure James was safe.

“Okay, hit your foot to his side to set off.” Regulus pointed out. “And when you come back down, just come straight back here.” He reached his hand out to point at the points on Buck beaks back. “Place your arms there to hold on so you don’t fall off, and you have to be very calm.”

“So you do care about me?” James spoke, a pleased grin appearing on his face.

“Fuck off.”

No one else spoke, the amused grin staying on James’ face as he looked away from the Slytherin and muttered something to Buck beak before setting off. He sent a small wave in Regulus’ direction as the Hippogriffs feet lifted off the ground, causing James to nearly fall off.

Regulus let out a small snort and rolled his eyes fondly, he was so stupid sometimes, how did Regulus manage to find that endearing?

-

About ten minutes later, James came flying down with so much ease, he looked perfect.

Buck beaked landed on the floor with the clicking sound of his heels and the crunch of twigs underneath him.

James, clearly not remembering Regulus’ specific instructions to ‘remain calm’ cheered loudly and lifted his hands up into the air while Buck beak was still walking. The Hippogriff, clearly spooked, stopped halt on the spot and lifted his front legs off the ground, sending James falling into a heap on the floor.

“Fuck-“ Regulus ran over to the boy on the floor, who wasn’t too far away from him. “James?” He spoke as the Professor and many other students crowded around, James still had his eyes closed.

James, like the idiot he is, kept his eyelids down and stretched his lips out onto a wide grin. “James,” he mocked in a soft voice. “You should do that more.”

“Merde.” Regulus sighed through his teeth and pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers.

“Whats wrong with him?” Sirius spoke hesitantly from Regulus’ side, making him jump and look at his brother.

“Concussion?” Lupin added from Sirius’ side.

James’ eyes flickered open, Regulus was leant over him, trying to see if there was any serious damage. “Hi.” The Gryffindor sighed quietly.

“Hi.” Regulus responded absentmindedly.

“Pretty.” James spoke again as Regulus gave him a puzzled look.

“What?” Both the Black brothers spoke at the same time.

“Hm?” James smiled and attempting to run his hand through Regulus’ black curls, shockingly, Regulus actually let him for a moment before snapping back into reality and pulling James’ hand away from his face. A whine came from the brunettes mouth, Regulus is pretty sure James’ is pouting now.

Professor June walked closer, pushing the students away. “Stop crowding, move back! Not you Regulus, I need some help.”

Regulus nodded, sliding down onto the muddy ground and sitting on his knees in front of James. “James- open your eyes.”

“Anything for you.” James pinched his eyes open, looking blinded by the sun and clearly not noticing the red flush of Regulus’ cheeks - which had to be horribly prominent on his pale, ghostly skin.

“How do you feel?”

“My knee hurts, but keep your hand there, it’ll make me feel better.” He gave a goofy smile, Regulus only just realising the hand he had placed on James’ thigh, swiping it away quickly. “Mean.” He frowned.

Choosing to ignore the fluttering feeling in his stomach, he turned to his Professor. “Yep, definitely concussed.”

prompt #46 "Sirius is showing Regulus’ baby pictures to James and Reg is MORTIFIED" for the @marauderswithpalestineproject !! 🍉

thank you @kat-m-toast for the donation (and the prompt, which was just SO up my alley, i loved it) and also thanks to everyone else who donated and participted! 💕

and as a bonus a little closer look at those baby picture :)

CLINGY REGULUS!

when jegulus first gets together and goes public everyone assumes James is the clingy one. it makes sense too, he follows Regulus around like a puppy. But only their friends see the Regulus that curls up into James and will whine if James even slightly moves. The Regulus that pulls James up to bed way too early just to cuddle because of how in love he is.

I NEED someone to write this. Please.

regulus black who was exploited by his parents as a kid and turned into teen pop sensation who later managed to get himself emancipated and disappeared from the public eye. when he emerges years later, transitioned and finally living for himself, his favorite thing to do is to gaslight anyone who finds a single resemblance between him and the elusive popstar who disappeared almost a decade ago.

Monty's already drafting adoption papers

*Potter mansion*

James, to Regulus: Would you like to stay for dinner?

Monty, from the kitchen: Would you like to stay forever!

No because I’m thinking about how when they first started dating, Reg would just sleep like a pole next to James because he’s always so alert. Then after them being together for a while, he feels so safe with James that mans is like a tangle of limbs and drooling onto his pillow

Regulus gets jealous. Yes.

And James?

Oh..

James gets possessive.

(After James comes out as Bisexual to the Marauders)

Sirius: I thought you were straight!

James: *points at Regulus* I thought I was too until he went and did that!

Remus: ...You just gestured to all of him.

Regulus: *nervously* so i noticed that you're in the hospital wing once a month and... are you like me?

Remus: you're also a...

*at the same time *

Remus: a werewolf

Regulus: trans

Regulus:

Remus:

Remus: wait you're trans?!

Regulus: YOU'RE A WEREWOLF?!

marauders incorrect quotes based on conversations w me and my partner p.8

mcgonagall: if james jumped off a cliff, would you?

regulus: yes. because life isn't worth living without him

james: aww reg-

regulus: and because i am very suicidal

james:

I'm reading Anti-Hero by @rweoutofthewoods right now. It's a great fic you should read it. If you already have, reread it. Anyway, Regulus has (reasonable) hate for Tuesday's, and I agree. Tuesday's are the worst days.

Regulus being interrogated(?) by Voldemort:

Voldy: on a spiel about something

Regulus: Hey Tom?

Voldy: *pauses*

Regulus *while smirking*: Riddle me this..

(I thought of this while I was reading Anti-hero by @rweoutofthewoods (love the fic by the way!) and I was on chapter 26, Battle of Hogwarts, where Voldy and Death Eaters find out Reg is alive and they are talking)

One thing I love about the marauders fandom is discussing headcanons and stuff.

Because like… you can’t tell me I’m wrong. You’re just as wrong as I am. All this shit is made up.

And canon is a scary place to go and we would all rather be wrong than agree with r0wl1ng