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Con người ai cũng mắc sai lầm, nhưng họ cũng có những lựa chọn. Sự khác biệt đó rất quan trọng với James. Anh ấy luôn cố gắng hết sức để không nhầm lẫn hai điều đó.

Giết những đứa con cưng của bạn: Loại bỏ hoặc tránh sử dụng thứ gì đó mặc dù rất yêu thích nó Nhiều năm sau khi Regulus mất anh trai, họ đoàn tụ, và khi anh vật lộn để tìm ra vị trí của mình trong cuộc sống của Sirius, anh cũng vật lộn để không bị lạc trong những cảm xúc không tưởng mà anh dành cho người bạn thân nhất của Sirius.

Regulus Black, được cho là đã chết hơn 2 năm, xuất hiện tại một cuộc họp của Hội Phượng Hoàng với 6 chiếc Loạn Tâm Cái bị hư hại nặng nề và xác chết của Voldemort. Làm thế nào mà thế giới phù thủy tiếp tục cuộc sống sau khi chiến tranh kết thúc đột ngột, và Regulus sẽ đối mặt với bốn năm cuối cùng trong cuộc đời mình như thế nào? Rõ ràng là không phải một mình, vì anh trai anh ta nỗ lực quay trở lại cuộc sống của anh ta, James Potter cố gắng chen chân vào trái tim anh ta và những người bạn mà anh ta để lại nhân danh chiến tranh không còn muốn để anh ta yên nữa. Một longfic jegulus, wolfstar và rosekiller kết thúc, với các bản cập nhật thường xuyên, đầy đau khổ và kịch tính.

Regulus has it all figured out. He keeps men on a rotating roster so none can get too close, works nights as a dancer to make the most of his chronic insomnia, and pushes everything he doesn’t want to remember about the past ten years into the recesses of his mind. It’s easier to pretend none of it ever happened. But when James Potter crashes into Regulus’ life with his fancy sports car, wealth beyond measure, and devil’s smile, it marks a switch in the natural order of things. James is a client; Regulus isn’t allowed to fall in love with him. Except James is the first man in a long time who can see past Regulus’ carefully constructed façade, and who could ever resist the temptation of being known? Or, this is a story about identity, addiction, self-expression, and love in all of the varying shapes they can take.

"Baby Black, do you maybe not hate me?" James joked in a way that made Regulus feel uncomfortable."You are the most annoying person I have ever had the displeasure of meeting. And that says a lot considering the absolute gems I've met in Slytherin.""A joke. Regulus Black made a joke. A mean one, at my expense, but a joke nonetheless... You know baby Black, we could be friends.""I would rather fling myself off the Astronomy Tower..." ***Or: Regulus is concerned about Sirius after their mother orchestrates a horrible attack. And with Sirius out of reach he relies on James Potter to know his brother is okay. Except their meetings keep happening, and their conversations keep falling away from Sirius. Falling for James Potter might just be the most reckless thing he's ever contemplated.

Once upon a time there was a pirate, who fell in love with a king

There’s something on his tongue, velvet soft and foreign. Regulus pulls his hand away from his mouth. In his palm, a flower petal. - Or, Regulus is in love with James, but James doesn’t love him back. Now there are flowers in his lungs and vines wrapped around his ribs, for this is a love that might kill him. Unless…

Regulus Black is perfect. He is poised, pretty, and the best ballet dancer in the world. He was never not anything but his best. James Potter is messy. He’s reckless, impulsive, and he is a distraction that Regulus should stay far away from. During a performance, Regulus gets injured and ends up having to spend time with his brother and the marauders on their first North American tour. It doesn’t exactly go as he expected.

James Potter wasn't surprised to get the owl he was needed in the Headmistress' office after his son was caught in the middle of yet another prank. What he wasn't expecting was to be so caught off guard by the Professor who had caught Harry this time around. The last time he had seen Regulus Black was years ago, and now here he was immaculately dressed, scowl on his face and James couldn't stop staring. Why hadn't he seen Regulus in years? Regulus has spent the last five years avoiding James Potter because he couldn't take suffering through his childhood crush a second later. Now all of that was for nothing, because James Potter was standing across from him, smirking at him from behind those glasses of his, calling Regulus 'Professor Black' and setting Regulus' skin on fire.

The very first of the Marauders band performance, where Regulus tweaks a few things and comes to an interesting revelation.

To think of a time in James's life where he hadn't loved something to a completely maddeningly blinding level; would be impossible. Regulus could spit venom in James's face and he would still think he was the most lovely creature to grace the earth, it's wrong and James knows it. (Fic is written just typing up when i have the chance!)

Sirius Black has been living with the Potter’s for nearly 2 years and is constantly filled with guilt and regret about leaving Regulus behind. In the summer before the Marauder’s sixth year, Regulus turns up at the house with nowhere else to go and no one else to turn to. Can they forgive each other? Can they both let their guard down enough to be loved? Can the Black brothers move on from their past?

Muggle University AU - James Potter POVJegulus/Wolfstar/Dorlene/PandalilyA friend requested sassy Regulus, simp James, and secret Jegulus. Happy to oblige. Sirius has drawn a firm line between his family and friends, but James and Regulus flirt their way into a secret relationship. Add in insomniac Remus with a Marvel addiction, plum fights, sneaky smut, unhinged Barty with an ax to grind, rabidly possessive Sirius, and a brief horror sub-plot with Peter for maximum chaos.

Later, when Regulus was safer, healthier, no longer actively bleeding, Regulus would accept that Sirius hadn’t meant to. He was naïve and careless with Regulus’ safety in a way Regulus had never been with his, but it wasn’t malice that led Sirius to make his mother question.When Sirius had spit those hateful things at Regulus he hadn’t known that his mother could overhear. He hadn’t known that his words, which were meant to hurt only his feelings, would cause this. But they did. A slip of the tongue leads Regulus, Sirius, and their friends down a different path. This fic deals with themes of surviving an abusive household, a realistic progression of healing/ rebuilding relationships, and navigating new relationships in the context of trauma. Sometimes people's action impact us even when they don't mean to and just because someone doesn't mean you harm doesn't mean you walk away unscathed. This fic runs from the middle of Regulus' 5th year through to the War.

Complete <3 "The need to protect Regulus from harm, from anything that would threaten him, has become a near obsession. James knows that he has a habit of single mindedness, latching on to things so tightly that they consume him. Of all of his unruly fixations, his protectiveness of Regulus has proven to be the worst." Trilogy of Marauders era/Hogwarts AU + after school (1975-1982), focused fully on James and Regulus POVs. Canon-divergent (adjacent if you squint), but the path to defeating Voldemort lies not in the prophecy but in Regulus' hands. Book 1 (1975): Chapters 1-32Book 2 (1976-1977): Chapters 33-72Book 3 (1978-1980 + epilogues 1982): Chapters 73-92 Choices inspired - but I only write happy Jegulus endings, do with that what you will.

Complete! <3 (Edits made Feb 2024, bonus story added August 2024) The Black family and the Potter family grew-up spending their summers at neighboring lake houses a few hours off the East Coast. Then one summer, James Potter stopped coming. Regulus can admit he was a little disappointed when his first crush suddenly disappeared from his life. But it's been seven years. He's clearly over it. That is until his last summer before starting college, when that same golden-skinned boy steps out of the car, grown and beautiful, and crashes back into Regulus' world. Some works that inspired this fic:-The entire Lover album by Taylor Swift (Specifically Cruel Summer and Daylight)-The novel Every Summer After by Carley Fortune-The Summer I Turned Pretty Series-The song Lakehouse by Of Monsters and Men

🍉 Climbing into his head was easy. When pleasure reached its peak, all walls crumbled down, allowing him a glimpse inside. Another trinket, another location. It was worth the pain. The blood. The numbness. War was made for sacrifices, and Regulus Black had given his own body, his sense of sanity, his life, up for the Greater Good. It was okay. It was fine. Everything was fine. But when a certain green-eyed boy gets thrusted into Regulus’s arms, and he’s given the responsibility to care for him until it’s time for the butcher to come out, Regulus is forced to decide whether the end of this war is worth setting aside his morals, his soul, and possibly his life. — Or; the one where Regulus gets forced out of hiding to face the world, make the right but painful decisions, and fights with more than just one Dark Lord. — NEW: Find me on tumblr! 🍉

in a parallel universe Sirius grabs Regulus' arm right before he vanishes into thin air when he's sixteen

Remus works at a primary school. Sirius owns a gym and tries to hide his relationship with Remus from James. James tries to hide his crush on Regulus from everyone. Regulus has something to hide, too. Lily is too smart for these boys. A Wolfstar & Jegulus AU fic!

Accompanying Playlist:https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4SvhIAIs98qykIKlb0qP6F?si=GrgOckPLRAOiSIBjUkP0Zw Complete <3 1999 - SF Bay Area Regulus thought after what happened when Sirius came out, his mother would have reacted differently when it was his turn to make the confession. That she wouldn’t lose both sons. But he was wrong. That’s how he finds himself waiting to be picked-up by the brother he hasn’t seen in 3 years. Ready to crash on his couch in the small city of Berkeley, California. Sirius’ roommates are a far cry from his London friends. There’s his boyfriend, Remus. A graduate student who plays albums that sound more like noise than melody. Peter, who’s quiet and kind and brings everyone coffee and bagels from his job. And James, who seems intent on ignoring Regulus’ presence completely, even when Regulus gets a job beside him at their local record shop. Or, James Potter was doing his best not to defile his roommate's younger brother because Sirius told him to “keep his slutty hands off of Regulus or else," but finds himself unable to keep the promise.

Number neighbour: A number neighbour is someone who has the same (cell) phone number as you, except the last digit is one lower or higher.

“This is a stupid idea.” “Why are you always so pessimistic? Be a little positive!” “Fine, I’m positive this is a stupid idea.” - or after Regulus finds himself the subject of scandal, the Black brothers move in with James Potter in attempt to hide out. Only problem? Regulus used to have the world's fattest crush on James and is 99% sure James knew about it. It's only a few weeks. What could possibly go wrong? - undergoing edits as of Nov. 2, 2024; edited up to ch 5 -

James shoved him back, just slightly, and gritted his teeth, keeping his fists clenched at his side. “Regulus, I said shut the fuck up!” Regulus just kept taunting him, teasing a smile onto his lips. James raked his eyes over his white teeth and pouty pink lips and his stomach flipped. The thought crossed his mind that Regulus would be nice to kiss, what with his girly lips and all, at the same time he thought about purpling the pale skin around his eyes. “What, are you going to make me?” Suddenly, James’ mind was made up.If Regulus wanted to play, he’d play. *PLEASE READ THE TAGS*

In the aftermath of the prank, James Potter is at an all time low. He can barely look at Sirius, Remus’s dad is keeping him locked up all summer, and Lily Evans hates him even more than usual. In an effort to get James out of the house, Euphemia signs her son up for a summer Quidditch program with the famous Josef Wronski—seeker for the Grodzisk Goblins and inventor of the Wronski Feint. The last person James expects to see there is Regulus Black. [slow ish burn jegulus fic beginning the summer after the marauders fifth year and continuing through the rest of their years at hogwarts] [not canon compliant (aka everyone won’t die)]

“Do you swear it?” Regulus looks deep into James’ eyes, waiting for the faltering, but there is none.“I swear it,” he says, gripping Regulus’ arm tighter.There’s a moment of silence, and then it is James who twists their arms, locking the charm in place. Not that either of them will remember it the following day, drunk as they are. ———————— James and Regulus get really drunk and make an unbreakable vow. James swears that Regulus will be in love with him by the end of the year, and Regulus swears not to push him away and make him try. When they wake up the following day, they remember nothing of it. But everyone knows what happens if you don’t go through with it, so they can do nothing but try to recall and respect their drunken promises or be met by sweet old death. As if this wasn’t enough, their everyday problems seem to double by the minute. Between the vow and life as a student, It’s about to be a hell of a year.

James and Remus run a very successful queer-friendly cafe. Sirius and Regulus visit one day.

Lady Magic and her dear friend Death decide to intervene in the lives of Death's descendants as times have gotten quite dire for the Ancient and Noble House of Potter. It starts small, saving a little dark-haired boy from his uncle and his cupboard, the repercussions on the Wixen world however are anything but small. How will the lives of the Potters and those around them be influenced by the choice to intervene by two Ancient and Great Deities? This author supports the LGBTQIA+ Community and is very pro-trans people. This book is pending a rewrite, read at your own risk as this form of it may never be completed.

Modern Magic AU in which James Potter has a Quidditch accident and has no memory of the last seven years- or who he spent it with.

“Potter?” A voice interrupted him from his thoughts and of course, as the universe had nothing better to do than play tricks on him, Regulus Black stood in front of him with a look of shock on his elegant features. “What are you doing here?”James rolled his eyes, feeling anger bubbling up in his chest, which wasn’t uncommon around Regulus. He quelled his temper, at least for now, and raised the tray at Regulus. He could only hope his face hadn’t betrayed him and that he looked as bored as he was trying to appear.“Charity work, Regulus. Something you’re very unfamiliar with, I’m sure.”“Hm.” Regulus hummed, grabbing a flute off of the tray and sipping lightly. “I would say spending any amount of time with you in a Potions classroom outside of class hours would be considered charity work. Wouldn’t you?” He said quietly, keeping a cool, collected look on his face and walked slowly away from James, leaving the other boy staring after him with a clenched jaw. *PLEASE READ THE TAGS!!!*

University Muggle AU - Regulus Black POVSlow burn Jegulus/Starchaser, Pandalily, and established Wolfstar, no Jily.*Off-screen sexual assault implied in this fic* Excerpt:Pandora held her hands out in supplication, the multiple bangles and rings jingling with her every move. “Regulus, don’t be angry. Snuffles needed a home!” She pointed at him, “You are the perfect choice.” “Sn-Snuffles?” he sputtered out, incredulous. He shook his head virulently, “I can’t have a dog in the dorms.” “Yes, you can,” she refuted. “I’ve already requested a waiver for your anxiety.” Regulus levelled an intensely annoyed look at her, eyes narrowed. She grinned back at him and shrugged, “It’s too late?” Pandora slid a piece of paper across the counter, tapping it lightly. This is an LGBT friendly space and I will delete rude, hateful comments regarding the diversity and inclusiveness of this fic. Always open to thoughtful, constructive feedback.

An everybody lives fanfic that follows the Marauders from before their first year to the end of Hogwarts - may include mentions of their children/marriages and future stuff because I can. Dumbledore is a douchebag, Voldemort doesn't exist and the Black cousins join together before the elder Blacks start burning that damn family tree.

And oh. Oh. Oh he was kind of beautiful wasn’t he? Had Regulus always been? To anyone else, he was all sharp edges and scathing remarks, but not to James. He could never be just that to James. He could never just…be, to James. And oh no. That was new. Or: Gryffindor! Regulus gets the happy ending he should’ve gotten in the first place. And maybe they all learn a little about love and bravery along the way.

For as long as he could remember, Regulus knew he was going to marry a prince. It was sealed in his destiny, embroidered in the fairy tales the maid told him to make him sleep, so neatly sewed into his eyelids that he even dreamed of it at night. In his dreams, he was always glad and so giddy about it, up until the moment he grew up to have wants and needs and Regulus understood that there was no universe in which he could have wanted to do otherwise. For as long as he could remember, James knew he was going to be king. It was written in his blood, running through his veins as steely resolve. It was destiny chanted in royal hallways, whispered in his ears as both a promise and a warning. Since he had been able to think for himself, James had been pervaded by an ever present mindfulness of fate, manifesting in the way he talked and walked, rode his horse and wielded his spear. Lords, barons and dukes had called him heir to the throne before knowing his name, kneeled at his feet before he could know what it meant to rule. James looked in the mirror and saw a prince before he could ever recognise himself. Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. EDIT: please, DO NOT post my work ANYWHERE else

"You know I would get the moon from the fucking sky for you.""It's not the moon I'm addicted to." Regulus is a ballerina with a drug addiction and James is a comedian who's just trying his fucking best. please read the tags

He was crying. “You can do that?” He repeated, feeling like he was in some sort of dream. And then, Sirius seemed to realize. Because for a twelve-year-old, he was decently smart, and knew him better than anyone. “D’you…d’you want to do that, Reggie? I thought…I thought it was just a game?” But he could only shake his head. Because it wasn't a game. He was a boy. And he could tell from Sirius's nervously resigned expression that Sirius knew it, too. "It's...not a game." --- There's not enough Trans Regulus Black, so here's a fic to help fix the problem. Rated mature for lots of references to transphobia and Walburga Black being a piece of shit. COMPLETED (I'm not crying, you are) Ahhh, guys this is now being made into a podfic! Link to the podfic in last chapter!