Jegulus!

we all strive to be her

EFFIE POTTER THE WOMAN YOU ARE

Jegu "like the stars miss the morning sky" lus

I mean...

Ofc they did 🥰🥰

Headcanon that Barty and Evan both had a crush on Regulus and formed a support group when Jegulus started dating and fell in love with each other instead

or yk potter, to James, to Jamie (depending if u like that)

or sirius' little brother to Regulus to reggie

In every Jegulus fic there is a moment where James goes from “Potter” to “James”

This is adored and loved and I eat up every second of it.

In every Jegulus fic there is a moment where Regulus goes from “Sirius’ little brother” to “Regulus”

This should be talked about more and celebrated! I eat it up every time.

prison - jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 256

“Regulus, no,” James said firmly, even as he wanted to grin at how adorable his boyfriend looked at the moment.

“Potter, you can’t tell me what to do,” a very irate Regulus insisted, his weak pushes against James’s firm hand on his shoulder just arguing James’s point for him.

“Baby, you’re sick. You have a fever. You told me not two minutes ago your whole body hurts. You’re even paler than usual, and judging from the way you’re talking, you clearly can’t breathe out of your nose. You need to stay here,” James said, still holding Regulus to the bed lightly, gazing adoringly down at the Slytherin. 

For a moment, the younger boy’s eyes showed something that looked like resignation, but then he scowled again. “You can’t keep me prisoner. When you leave, I’ll leave,” he murmured. His pout was so cute James wanted to burst, but he knew by now that calling Regulus Black ‘cute’ was a surefire way to get cursed. 

“What makes you think I’m going anywhere, love?” James asked, rolling his eyes. “You’re sick. I’m going to take care of you.” This time, when Regulus’s expression softened, it stayed that way. 

“You’re…really?” he asked, hushed voice full of shock.

“Of course,” James nodded, trying not to wonder about a five-year old Regulus, sick with the flu or something, who was probably left to his own devices, only Sirius to help him. “Come here, love.”

And when Regulus finally relented and cuddled into James’s arms, it was with a little sigh of relief.

Im so reg and panda core 😌

tw: slurs, cuss words, and yeah

the marauders and their favorite curse words

bc my fucking cramps hurt so bad and i wanna kill everyone and the economy is shit and i have to go to my conservative grandparents party 😭🔫 but anywayssss

james: damn, my ex used to say this all the time, and he was literally james potter.

remus: fucking, he loves to insert it like 2 times in a sentence, ex "i fucking hate the fucking ___"

peter: piss, i feel like he just likes how it sounds, and he doesnt curse every two seconds, hes more complex sentences that sound like poetry.

sirius: faggot, one, because he loves it for some odd reason....and because he is one.

mary: bitches, dont ask, cant explain.

lily: arsehole, i feel like she likes to sound "smart" and you know, academic validation, so she doesnt curse unless in comfortable company. so she forsnt like to use the more harsh ones.

marlene: ho, she loves to say "hey hos!" and "ho is you cool?" and, dont forget "ho is this you?"

dorcas: pussy, because 1. she loves pussy, and 2. she loves to say to someone, with a deadpan face "pussy."

barty: whore..

pandora: wanker or twat, she is that one person that insults you until your crying, because she doesnt even care to use curse words, no instead she says, "you look like a goat and a blobfish mixed together."

evan: fuckface, yep i said it. unlike his sister, he loves to curse every two seconds, and during arguments. so much so, he can barley decide which one is his favorite, this is the one he uses the most though.

regulus: fuck or bullshit, haven't decided.

if you have anymore characters, tell me and ill make a part two!

ily 😭😭

James Potter holding baby Harry in one arm, a beer in the other hand, dancing expertly in the dining room to the upbeat music, Harry giggling and bouncing to the beat on his own.

Effie trying to cook and wonderful Cuban dish for them, but Monty keeps getting up behind her to dance and make her laugh. Harry cries out to Papa Monty to dance with him, and he moves his feet with perfect rhythm over to his only grandson.

It's a riot in the house with love and noise and smiles and Regulus just leans against the door frame, arms crossed, feeling warm and content and so happy. This was his family now. His husband, his parents, their baby! And soon, his brother and brother in law would show up and it would get even louder and happier and his heart could just explode.

He doesn't stay there long. Soon James and Harry come for him, pulling him off the wall and into the dancing, even if he thinks he has no rhythm himself. James still kisses him and holds his waist and moves to the beat of the sounds of family.

this blog hates donald trump

Look how many people hate him. I’m pretty damn happy about that 😁😁😁😁😁😁

siren reggie x pirate James 😭

siren sirius x pirate remus 😶

I cackled at this

chocolate - jegulus microfic - platonic moonwater - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 258

“....so yeah,” Remus mumbled, biting slowly at the piece of chocolate in his hand and trying not to overthink the look on Regulus’s face. “That’s why I miss rounds sometimes. And that’s why James is missing occasionally. I’m…indisposed. And he helps. They all do. I understand if you think differently of me now, or you don’t want to be friends or..”

The younger boy blinked and sighed, scowling. “Remus, don’t be all self-deprecating, we both know I’m even more fucked up than you are. I just really wish you’d told me this about two weeks ago. Especially the Animagus part.”

Remus wrinkled his nose, confused. “What, why?” He wasn’t sure why a few weeks’ difference mattered that much. And really, the Animagus part was the least terrifying part of all.

“Because,” Regulus mumbled, grabbing for some candy as well, like he needed much more than chocolate to feel better, “Potter has been helping me with my Patronus Charm.”

“...So?” Remus asked, narrowing his eyes, still confused as to why that mattered.

The Slytherin gave him an embarrassed eye-roll. “Well…I finally summoned one. And…guess what animal it was?”

A grin slowly spread over Remus’s face as the answer hit him, and he couldn’t help but chuckle at the blush forming on Regulus’s cheeks. “What was it, Reg?” he asked, voice a bit sing-song.

“You know it was a fucking stag, you berk,” Regulus murmured, burying his face in his hands. All Remus could do was laugh. That explained why James had been even more insufferably cheerful than usual lately.