everyone lowkey judging jegulus’ relationship bc james is a YAPPER and literally never shuts up and it seems like reg can never actually get a word in
but behind closed doors regulus talks and talks and talks until he can’t possibly talk anymore and james just sits and smiles as he listens bc he ADORES to hear about anything and everything that regulus has to say
i love them sm someone sedate me
Regulus: James and I tried role playing last night and we did the whole “Professor and bad student who needs to pass” thing, and James wanted to be the Professor, so I had to be the horny and failing student. And you know I have a horrible phobia of failure, so when James whispered “You’re failing my class, you naughty boy” in my ear, I started crying and we had to stop.
Barty: For real?
James, sighing: For real.
fool - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - very slight NSFW joke - word count: 196
“Is it true James Potter asked you out?”
Regulus turned from the library shelf he’d been perusing only to find himself almost nose-to-nose with a very indignant-looking girl who seemed to be no older than thirteen. Taken aback and irritated, he stepped away and frowned. “What’s it to you?” he mumbled.
The girl just sighed longingly, fluttering her eyelashes. “It’s just–You’re so lucky!”
Regulus scoffed, offended by the assumption. “What makes you think I said yes?”
“You’d be a fool not to!” she said excitedly. “I’d die to have him ask me out.”
“But if you were dead, you couldn’t go out with him, anyway,” he couldn’t resist pointing out snidely.
She blinked confusedly for a few seconds, then sighed and stalked off, huffing so loud she didn’t hear the quiet chuckling from the other side of the shelf.
“Shut up, Potter,” Regulus blushed and murmured to his hidden boyfriend. “She’s obviously insane, so don’t take it as the truth. You already have a big enough head.”
“What’s that about my head?” James murmured, strolling around the books and fixing Regulus with a smirk and suggestive stare.
Regulus just snorted and shoved him before walking away.
trick - @rosekillermicrofic - platonic bartylus and background jegulus - cw: internalized homophobia - word count: 353
Regulus found him tucked away in a corner of the grounds, his entire body shaking, the thin t-shirt and jeans not nearly enough to shelter him from the chilly March winds. “Barty?” he asked softly, approaching his friend and tucking away the Map James had loaned him, thankful for once that the Gryffindors had a penchant for blatantly disregarding school rules.
Barty only grunted.
“Isn’t running off supposed to be my thing?”
It was. Regulus had run off and hid around the castle so many times in his fifth year that Pandora had joked about putting a tracking charm on him. Actually, he wasn’t sure she hadn’t. But now that he’d figured his shit out and run away from home like his brother before him, his reasons for hiding were a lot less innocent but a lot more fun.
“S’my turn,” Barty replied thickly, his words slurring.
Oh. He was drunk.
Regulus sat next to him, just pressing their shoulders together for a while, waiting for him to be ready to talk.
He only had to wait about five minutes.
“Are you lot playing a trick on me? Or…is queerness actually catchy?” Barty mumbled after a while.
Regulus’s first instinct was to laugh, but he fought it down. “Last time I checked, I’m not contagious,” he mumbled. “Why?”
Barty blanched, but after a few deep breaths, he whispered, “Because I can’t stop thinking about him, Reg. Like…how I’m supposed to think about girls.”
Regulus didn’t need to be told who ‘him’ was. He’d seen the way Barty looked at Evan. The way Evan looked back.
He also didn’t need to be told exactly how Barty was feeling. The fear, the self-loathing, the confusion, the yearning. The overwhelming panic of it all.
He placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “It’s fun, isn’t it?” he asked dryly. “Isn’t love just wonderful? I’ve heard it’s the best feeling in the world. Not terrifying at all.”
Barty gave him a slightly-nauseous look. “Oh, s’great,” he replied weakly. “I’m doing perfectly fine.”
They only stared at each other for a few moments before bursting into shaky laughter.
"Even though their roots don't allow them to move, their faces will always seek the Sun."
This idea has been brewing in my head for months (or maybe more than a year?) but a part of me felt that it wasn't going to turn out well. But, after a lot of mental gymnastics this weekend, I decided to let the freak out and draw it. And surprise! it turned out much better than I expected.
This drawing is quite conceptual, you might find more than one hidden message in there, but I'll leave that to your imagination.
sirius walking in on james cleaning the room next to his at the potter manor and wondering why the hell he was doing it and james just said “just in case” and sirius is like ??? and james shyly says “just in case reggie finally decided to leave” and thats the moment sirius knew james is the one for his brother
everyone, repeat after me:
"fanfic writers have a life outside of writing fanfcs and we, as readers, should respect them and their privacy if they are unable to or choose not to update for a while."
good job!!!!
once again!!!!!
"fanfic writers have a life outside of writing fanfcs and we, as readers, should respect them and their privacy if they are unable to or choose not to update for a while."
splendid!
