Regulus Arcturus Black - Tumblr Posts
"always never"
word count: 96
“Let me take you out for coffee.”
“No.”
“We can see a film?”
“No.”
“Stargazing?”
“Promising, but still no.”
James groaned. This was probably the millionth time Regulus had turned him down.
“Just let me take you on a date, Reg,” James pleaded. “I’d always be good to you.”
He scanned the face of the younger boy who scoffed, “I’ll never go out with you, Potter.”
“I don’t believe in never,” James said simply, lips curling up.
“I don’t believe in always,” Regulus countered.
“Well, opposites attract.”
“Never.” He raised an eyebrow.
“Always,” James finished, smirking.
july 25: bundle | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 227
Regulus groaned and buried his face in his boyfriend’s shoulder at the sound of a blaring alarm going off.
“Jamessss,” Regulus grumbled. “Turn it off.”
James stirred awake at the sound of his daily alarm and blinked the sleep out of his eyes. He glanced down, saw Regulus, and scrambled to quickly turn off the alarm on his phone.
Shitfuckshitttttt.
In his mind, James panicked. This was the first time Regulus had stayed over and of course James had forgotten to turn his dumb alarm off. James always woke up early. Clearly Regulus did not.
“I’m sorry, love,” James whispered to him. He stroked the side of Regulus’ face gently.
The other man merely grumbled again and hugged James tighter.
Regulus slept for another hour until James couldn’t stand doing nothing anymore. James shook his shoulder softly, trying to wake up Regulus.
He stirred and lifted his dreary, sleep-heavy eyes to look up at James.
James grinned down at him and kissed his forehead softly. “Good morning,” he said as he peppered little tiny kisses on Regulus’ jaw.
Regulus squirmed and mumbled, “S’too early.” He furrowed his eyebrows and tried to shove James but ended up just flopping on top of him.
James chuckled quietly and poked Regulus’ cheek. “You’re quite the bundle of energy in the mornings, aren’t you, love?”
His boyfriend rolled his eyes. “Quite.”
July 27: pressure | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 275
“Reg, watching the mailbox through the window isn’t going to make the mail come any faster,” James laughed as he gently pried his boyfriend away from the window overlooking their tiny front lawn.
“Jamie, the letter could arrive any day now,” Regulus protested as James pulled him away, lips turned down.
James led him to the kitchen of their flat. He pulled two mugs from the cupboard as Regulus retrieved two tea bags.
As James had finished boiling the water in the kettle, Regulus burst out, “The mail! James, it’s here!” His boyfriend took off running to their mailbox. “Come on!”
James quickly set the kettle aside and ran after Regulus. When he reached the front door, Regulus was already sprinting back to James clutching a thick envelope.
“It came!” He exclaimed. Regulus’ face was etched with nervousness as he used his thumb to tear open the envelope. Regulus snatched the letter out and scanned it eagerly. His eyes widened and he looked right up at James. “Baby, I got in!” Regulus cried jumping into James’ arms. “I got into that law program at Oxford!”
James exhaled as soon as the words left his boyfriend’s mouth and he felt an invisible pressure get lifted from his shoulders. James caught him and spun them in a circle. He set Regulus down and grabbed his face. He kissed Regulus and drew away to look in his eyes. “I’m so proud of you, love.”
Regulus’ face was glowing with happiness as he grinned from ear to ear. “I did it,” he mumbled, tears filling his eyes.
“You did it,” James murmured, stroking a stray tear from Regulus’ cheek.
July 30: enter | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 322
“James, stop clinging to me so much, you literally haven't let go since the guy at the line said we could enter, just relax!” Regulus exclaimed, as James was clutching his boyfriend’s arm. “It’s just a haunted house!”
James looked at Regulus with wide eyes. “It’s all dark in here!” He clutched Regulus’ arm tighter. He dropped his voice to a terrified whisper and said, “And did you see that bloody zombie back there?”
“Yes, I saw the clown.” Regulus shook his head and rolled his eyes with an affectionate smirk. He patted James’ head as they turned a corner in the gloomy house. “I think you’re grown enough to not have to hug me through the whole experience,” Regulus cooed, peeling James away and walking ahead of him.
James swallowed nervously as they continued to trek through the seemingly endless twists and turns.
Regulus was a few feet ahead of James and made the turn into the next hallway before James did.
A second after Regulus turned the corner, James heard a shriek and a loud thump on the floor.
“Reg!" James worriedly yelled after his boyfriend and sprinted around to see what happened.
As soon as he set foot in the new hallway, he came face to face with a wide-eyed Regulus and one of the haunted house actors dressed as a werewolf sitting on the floor, cradling his face with his hands.
Regulus grinned sheepishly at James, which was all it took for it to dawn on him.
"You didn't..."
Regulus nodded slowly, his terrified eyes running all over James' face.
"It's 'just a haunted house', huh?" James asked with a chuckle as he pulled Regulus in to give him a tight, comforting hug.
"Oh, shut up," Regulus snapped. He put a finger on James' chest threateningly. "We are never speaking of this, do you hear me James Potter?"
James couldn't help but laugh again before responding, "Yes, dear."
august 3: reputation | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 150
Prompts are from the August 2023 collection from the lovely jegulus microfic mod
Regulus knew he had a reputation.
He didn’t do “relationships”. He preferred casual. No attachments.
This all changed when he started with James Potter though.
Suddenly he found himself caring about the other man and wanting more than just a fling.
The look in James’ eyes had enough to make Regulus’ heart and knees go weak.
Regulus found himself even getting jealous when he spotted James chatting with other blokes.
Finally, one day when Regulus had had enough, he grabbed James by his shirt and pulled him into a closet.
James had started to lean in but Regulus shook his head adamantly.
“I want you,” Regulus demanded, “all to myself. I hate sharing.”
“So we’re dating now? What happened to ‘casual’?” James smirked down at him.
Regulus put a finger on James’ chest. “I told you, I hate sharing.”
James chuckled as he leaned over and locked the closet door.
august 5: pain | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 198
prompts are from the august 2023 collection from the lovely jegulus microfic mod
Regulus groaned as he woke up. A stab of pain shot through his head as he tried to sit up in bed. He crumpled back down and another sting went through his head when it hit his pillow.
He didn’t even bother opening his eyes as he called for his husband. “Jamieeee!” He coughed immediately after yelling and his throat felt like it was being burned.
Regulus dragged a blanket over his face to shield it from the light coming through the bedroom window.
He heard some shuffling then felt a light touch on his shoulder. Then came the gentle inquiry, “What’s wrong, love?”
Knowing James was near, Regulus turned over and curled into him, wrapping his arms around his waist tightly. “M’sick,” he grumbled.
The mere presence of James was already helping Regulus feel better but even though they’d been married for a year, he wouldn’t admit that to James.
“I can bring you some tea and a Tylenol?” James offered, stroking Regulus’ head comfortingly.
Regulus leaned into the touch and hummed. He shook his head and nestled his face into the crook of James’ neck and shoulder. “Just want you,” he mumbled.
“Anything you want, Reg.”
august 7: stimulate | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 332
prompts are from the august 2023 collection from the lovely jegulus microfic mod
Regulus and James had been going out for a week, but they still pulled each other into broom closets between every other class.
Regulus wasn’t complaining though. He quite enjoyed it even though his attendance record was taking a but of a hit. They tended to get carried away together.
So when James grabbed his wrist and pulled him into an empty classroom, Regulus followed eagerly with a smirk blooming on his lips.
As soon as James closed the door, Regulus spun them around and pressed James into it. He linked his hands behind James’ neck and snogged him. Regulus heard James make a tiny noise in the back of his throat when he pulled away.
“I need some more stimulation before I go to Charms,” James whined, cupping Regulus’ cheek.
Regulus moved his hands to rest gently on James’ hips. “And I need to not be late to Potions again,” Regulus barely got his last word out before James leaned in to snog him relentlessly.
All thoughts about school quickly faded from both of their minds as they continued.
Just as James had picked up Regulus and placed him on a desk, a loud gong sounded through the room.
The late bell.
Shitfuckshit.
Regulus pulled back and swatted James over the head. He glared at him but his anger melted when James gave him a sheepish grin and mumbled an apology.
James helped Regulus off the desk as Regulus grumbled to him about how Professor Slughorn would have his head for being late again.
Everything he had said, though, seemed to have gone straight through James because when he was about to step out, James pulled him in again for a quick peck on the cheek.
“See ya later, Reggie!” James waved goodbye before proceeding to skip to his next class.
Regulus shook his head affectionately as he took the stairs down to the dungeon.
He didn’t care about his attendance record if it meant he’d have more time with James.
"you are my person. I need you alive. you make me brave" but it's regulus writing a letter to James before he goes to the cave
august 8: tattoo | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 196
from the august 2023 collection
It was James’ birthday.
Regulus had gotten him a nice cologne and a pair of shoes James had been whining about for months.
At James’ birthday party with all their friends, Regulus had given James his gift and James had loved it. Back at his flat, James told him thank you and given him a kiss.
But he didn’t know Regulus had another gift for him.
So when Regulus showed up at James’ flat unannounced and wearing his low-rise, baggy jeans that sat on his hips and a tight black crop top, he couldn’t help but smirk when James opened the door and gaped at him.
James pulled him into his flat and promptly shut the door.
Regulus put his hands on his hips and whispered into James’ ear, “Happy Birthday, Jamie.”
Regulus saw James pupils multiply a million times in size when they stopped to gaze at Regulus’ hips. Where he had a brand new tattoo of deer antlers on each hip bone. The ends of the tattoos snuck under the waistband of Regulus’ jeans.
James dragged his gaze back up to meet Regulus’ eyes.
He held that gaze as he dropped to his knees.
august 11: home | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 289
“James, I am not letting you ruin our home!”
“Baby—“
“Not another word,” Regulus hissed at his husband, “we are not painting the walls of this house red.”
Regulus glared at James who was giving him puppy dog eyes and clasping his hands together.
Regulus raised an eyebrow at him.
“James, I don’t understand what you find so… cool about a bright red wall,” Regulus sighed as James came over to him and hugged his waist tightly. He instinctively brought his arms up to hug James’ neck.
James pressed a gentle, lingering kiss to Regulus and mumbled into his mouth, “I never said bright red, love.”
Regulus shook his head softly. “Red is such a…” Regulus looked at his husband’s eyes instead of his mouth and decided to bite back his retort. “Red is a very… bold color,” he said.
Regulus moved to kiss James again but his husband pulled back.
James instead went to peppering little, tiny kisses all over Regulus’ neck.
“Just one wall, love.”
“I—“
“It can be in my office so people don’t see it.”
Regulus thought about it for a moment while James continued kissing. He couldn’t see a good enough reason why not.
Regulus pulled James’ head away from his neck and brought it down so their foreheads were touching. He cradled James’ cheek with one of his hands.
“Okay.”
James immediately pulled back and did a leap in the air with a shout of “YES!”
Regulus put a hand on his husband’s shoulder and pointed a threatening finger at him.
“But only in your office, mon soleil.” Regulus fixed him with a glare. When James tried to lean in for another kiss, Regulus pulled away. “I mean it, James, just your office.”
september 3: storm | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 107
James loved Regulus so much. Loved every part of him. But the part James loved the most was his eyes.
He loved the stormy grey depths and the just barely-there hints of blue mixed in.
He loved Regulus’ thick, dark eyelashes that framed his eyes perfectly.
James adored the way Regulus’ eyes glowed after any time James said “I love you”.
He especially loved the intensity in Regulus’ gaze when they were tangled up in each other.
But above it all, there was nothing in the world that could match the pure joy and love in those stormy eyes when James had knelt down on one knee.
September 4: sign | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 208
Regulus was nervous.
Today was the semi-final Quidditch match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw. Today would decide who’d be playing Gryffindor in the Championship.
Of course Regulus felt a small knot of nerves in his stomach about the match, but he knew he was the best Seeker in all of Hogwarts so he wasn’t terribly worried.
He was more nervous because this was his first match that James would be attending since they’d started dating.
Regulus knew James had a tendency for dramatics. For all he knew, James could’ve planned a song and dance. It’d already happened before, much to Regulus’ utter horror.
So when the whistle blew and the Quaffle was tossed to start the game, Regulus sped away to hover above the players on the Pitch and to see what James did this time.
After about 2 seconds of searching, he found James. It wasn’t hard at all actually. The man was painted head-to-toe in silver and green and was over enthusiastically waving a sign in the air.
Regulus flew a little closer to read what James’ poster read.
He groaned out loud in exasperation when he read:
DON’T HURT THAT NICE ARSE OF YOURS, REGGIE!!
At least James didn’t do another song and dance, Regulus thought.
September 9: carry | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 190
“Jamie, pleeeease.”
“Reg…”
“I’ll break up with you if you don’t.”
“Reg!”
“James, I might die.”
James’ laugh almost bubbled over and spilled out, but he held it in stoically. Regulus would kill him for laughing at him right now.
Regulus gave James a death stare so intense others might have cried from. Not James though. James merely smiled and finally relented.
“Okay, yes, I’ll carry you for a bit,” James told his boyfriend, who had been dragging his feet through the amusement park for the last hour.
“Finally,” Regulus groaned, hopping up on James’ back and swinging his legs to circle James’ waist.
James caught him and squeezed his thighs lightly. He loved carrying him around like this. And he knew Regulus liked to be carried. So it worked out pretty well for them.
“So which ride did you want to go on next, love?” James asked.
“The one with the snakes,” his boyfriend answered sweetly, angry tone completely evaporated now that he’d gotten his wish.
“That one’s on the other side of the park…” James said slowly.
“I know.”
God, James loved that man. Truly. Bless his soul.
September 11: abroad | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 234
James had been waiting anxiously in the airport for an hour.
Regulus was returning from a work trip abroad to Italy and he’d left James at their flat in London.
The thing was that James couldn’t see Regulus anywhere in the airport. He’d even made a special sign with his boyfriend’s face printed across it.
James missed Regulus SOFUCKINGMUCH. Like honestly, he didn’t think he’s ever missed anyone that much.
Just then, he got a text message from Regulus. In his excitement, he fumbled his password twice before unlocking his phone and reading the message that said:
omfg check behind you, jamie…
James spun around, nearly dropping his special sign, and finally laid eyes on Regulus, who was rolling his eyes and walking over to where James was.
James sprinted to Regulus and attacked with a hug so fierce that had made him drop his bags. He didn’t care. He’d missed him too much to care.
Regulus let out a soft airy laugh and hugged James back. He could feel Regulus’ hands tighten in his hair where he was grabbing at it.
James pulled back just enough to look into Regulus’ eyes. His eyes flicked down to his lips for an instant then back up to gaze into that familiar stormy blue.
“I missed you,” he whispered, cradling Regulus’ cheek gently.
“I missed you more,” Regulus sighed before capturing James’ lips with his own.
September 13: water | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 391
Regulus wanted to leave. Actually, he *needed* to leave.
Today, his whole agenda was supposed to be to finish the latest book he was reading and relax at home. And maybe grab a coffee somewhere along the way.
Then, his idiot brother had come over, physically dragged him out of his own home, and brought him to a beach of all places.
When they arrived, Regulus spotted Sirius’ other friends already set up on the sand and frolicking around.
Sirius looked at Regulus seriously and said, “Reggie, you never get out. This can be fun for you.”
And Regulus could never say no Sirius when he talked to him like that.
So he stuffed down his pride and sat on one of the many beach towels the Marauders’ had laid down on the beach.
After they’d bored themselves out, one of them (Regulus thinks it was McKinnon) had the bright idea to have them all go swimming.
Sirius tried to drag him to the water, much like he’d dragged him out of his house, but Regulus remained adamant about staying on land.
Eventually, his brother gave up and Regulus was sure he’d won this battle.
Then, James Potter walked up to Regulus’ towel. He looked like a god. His chest was bare and Regulus could see the droplets of water clinging to his skin. His swim trunks clutched his thighs in a way that made Regulus suddenly envious of anyone who’d ever had the pleasure to touch them.
James plopped down next to Regulus and gazed meaningfully at him.
“Why are you not swimming?”
For whatever reason, Regulus couldn’t find it within himself to lie to the man, and he told the truth.
“I-I don’t know how…” he muttered, avoiding James’ eyes.
James’ hand grabbed Regulus’ face gently and tilted up to face his.
“I can show you,” he said earnestly. “It’s quite easy once you get the hang of it.”
Regulus hesitated. For years his worst fear in the world had been anything related to swimming. But how could he say no to James of all people?
“I guess-“
“Yes!” James blurted out, giving Regulus a quick peck on the cheek as some sort of celebration.
And that was how Regulus found himself swimming, waist held tightly by no other than James Potter.
Regulus should learn how to say no.
september 14: apple | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 81
“My star.”
“My angel on Earth.”
“My love nugget.”
“The apple of my eye.”
For the past hour, James had been tracing soft circles on Regulus’ skin and whispering sweet nothings while he thought Regulus was asleep.
He wasn’t though.
But when he’d woken up to his husband like that, Regulus couldn’t find within himself to interrupt the sweet moment.
So Regulus laid still and kept his eyes closed while James touched him so tenderly he could’ve been made of glass.
Sirius ruined everything by running away. Regulus ruined everything by staying.
*Inspired by Winner by Conan Gray
Written for @conangray-marauders-fest
September 15: pleasure | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 145
James realized that his feelings towards Regulus probably weren’t healthy.
But he couldn’t help it.
He couldn’t help loving so aggressively and so fully that he felt he couldn’t even eat some days.
He couldn’t help it when he was blissed out from pleasure and he thought Regulus was an angel.
He couldn’t help the beats his heart skipped anytime Regulus entered the room.
He couldn’t help his hands when they wandered towards his husband, seeking for any form of touch between the two of them.
He couldn’t help it if Regulus was the first thing on his mind when he woke up and the last thought in his brain before he went to sleep.
He didn’t care if this was unhealthy.
Because Regulus was the best thing to ever happen to James and James loved him.
James loved Regulus more than he’d ever know.
when Regulus heard Lady Gaga say “and our love is the only war worth fighting for” he fell to his knees clutching his chest
September 17: want | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 257
When Regulus stepped into the Gryffindor party, the only thing he could feel was want.
He came to this party for one reason and one reason only: James.
It took Regulus all of two seconds to locate the boy. He felt a tug in his stomach, an invisible force tugging him to the messy-haired boy dancing in the middle of the crowd, arms thrown above his head carelessly.
Under normal circumstances, this place would’ve been Regulus’ worst nightmare. But how it could be when James was so close?
In a few long strides, Regulus closed the gap between him and James.
He fisted his shirt collar in his hands and glared into his brown eyes.
James, the absolute sop that he was, had stopped dancing and gave Regulus his full attention. James inched slowly closer to him.
Regulus felt a hand wrap around his waist and pull him forward.
Regulus couldn’t help his eyes from dipping to linger on James’ mouth.
It didn’t go unnoticed, however. This much became obvious when James whispered into Regulus’ ear, “My dorm’s empty right now.” James nipped the corner of Regulus’ ear softly.
Regulus didn’t know what else to do but nod fervently to the boy, whose collar was still clutched in his hands. He let go hastily and tried to keep his hands to himself while following James up the stairs.
But they’d only made it three steps before they started grasping at each other.
Regulus hadn’t even known they’d entered the dorm until he fell backwards onto the bed.