sultan★

₊ ⊹🪻 "veni, vidi, vici"? qalb hai mera jo aap ne fatah kiya ✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🫐

[maythemotherofpearl]

princess gemini <3

[amberstruck]

mike wheeler college headcanons because he definitely got much gayer once he left that evil town

[amberstruck]

part 2 to the spidey-will and mj wheeler gossip article: cheating allegations

[amberstruck]

art teacher will byers x english teacher mike wheeler (all their students ship them)

[amberstruck]

will byers turns into a bunny au… 😴

(idea credits to my lovely oomf on twitter mindgayah who created it, here!)

[hazelswritinghaven]

I made another video edit 👀 🎥 this song was so inspiring 🎶

Credits: GMMTV for all the video content pulled from the official trailer of Ticket to Heaven, an upcoming Thai BL series starring Fourth and Gemini.

The only thing I own is the edit with the song

[b4rty-r0s13r-w1ll-fck-y0ur-m0m]

Okay so one of my favorite things ever is making Playlists for ships and characters and movies/books bc there are so many songs that work so well for characters...do you have any songs that you just immedietly associate with any marauders ships or characters??

OOH OKAY BET

So literally anything by Dutch Melrose or Mad Tsai is automatically Rosekiller, especially:

MATCH MADE IN HELL

PRETTY PLEASE

DIET

stacy's brother

in my head

And then also Tarantula Girl by VIOLENT VIRA is sooooo them, and Zombie by YUNGBLUD, and Eleven Eleven by Conan Gray

RUNRUNRUN by Dutch Melrose is also on my rosekiller playlist but recently it's been giving me bartylily vibes... Also LET THE WORLD BURN by Chris Grey is SOOOOOOOOO bartylily like ugh

Enchanted is so royalty starchaser to me it makes me SICK

drunk text by Henry Moodie is wolfstar at its finest, Disaster by Conan Gray is also so them (but also surprise surprise ROSEKILLER)

Guess by Charlie XCX and Billie Eilish is dorlene to me, but also fem rosekiller (yes those freaks make it into every single thought I have, sue me)

Haunted by Taylor Swift is post-prank wolfstar and canon compliant starchaser

Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince and Love Story by Taylor Swift are THEEEEEEEEEEE flowerpott songs ever

DO YOU LIKE GIRLS? by ixaras and obviously girls and we fell in love in october by girl in red are dorlene

Rewrite The Stars by Zac Efron and Zendaya is literally just all of the ships (they're all so doomed ugh kill me)

Gravity from Hazbin Hotel is rosekiller (guitarspear as them is my truth actually) and also toxic till the end by ROSÉ and also also Seven Minutes In Heaven by Mindless Self Indulgence

S.O.S. by Jonas Brothers is sooooooo Remus freaking tf out over Sirius

True Love by P!nk and Lily Allen is Regulus to James

Sk8er Boi by Avril Lavigne is so bartylily it makes me wanna throw up like RAHHHH

Remember That Night? by Sara Kays is situationship on-again-off-again rosekiller, and Luka by VIOLENT VIRA and The Best by Conan Gray are Barty after Evan dies/leaves/whatever this motherfucker does in aus

And I've said it once and I'll say it again we made it. by david hugo is James watching Regulus grow into the him he's always wanted to be

I apologise (I really don't) for most of these being rosekiller but TY FOR THE ASK ILY 🫶

[wallflowerofhufflepuffhouse]

Cute || Jegulus Word count: 1,145

@lilldrknesss @jeggyverses-jegulus-microfic @taylorswiftmicrofic

The first thing James notices is that Regulus has stolen his jumper again.

It’s not even subtle. It’s the dark green one—slightly too big on James, absurdly too big on Regulus—and Regulus is sitting at the edge of their bed with a book in his lap, sleeves swallowed over his hands, looking like he has always belonged there.

James leans against the doorframe and watches him for a moment.

Regulus doesn’t look up. He turns a page with deliberate care, as though he’s aware of being watched and has decided not to reward it.

“You know,” James says eventually, “there are laws against this sort of thing.”

“Mm.” Regulus doesn’t glance up. “You’ll have to be more specific.”

“Theft,” James says. “Blatant, repeated theft. I’ve been a victim for months.”

Regulus hums, still reading. “And yet you’ve made no formal complaint. Curious.”

James pushes off the doorframe and crosses the room, dropping onto the bed behind him with enough force to jostle him slightly. Regulus steadies the book without irritation, which is, frankly, insulting.

“I’m serious,” James insists, leaning forward so his chin nearly rests on Regulus’s shoulder. “That’s mine.”

“It was yours,” Regulus corrects calmly.

James reaches for the sleeve, tugging it lightly. “I like that jumper.”

“You like me in it more,” Regulus says, finally glancing at him—and there it is, that faint, almost imperceptible curve at the corner of his mouth. “Don’t lie. You’re dreadful at it.”

James considers arguing. Decides against it.

“That’s not the point,” he says instead, though it very much is.

Regulus closes his book, slipping a finger between the pages to keep his place. “Then what is the point?”

“The point,” James says, nudging closer until their shoulders press together, “is that I went looking for this this morning and it was gone, and I had to wear the blue one.”

Regulus frowns faintly. “The blue one suits you.”

“It does not. It makes me look—”

“Like yourself?” Regulus suggests.

“Like I tried,” James says darkly.

Regulus exhales through his nose, which is as close as he gets to laughing in the mornings. He shifts slightly, angling toward James just enough that their knees knock together.

“You did try,” Regulus says. “You left it draped over the chair instead of folded. That’s practically a declaration.”

James squints at him. “You’ve been living with me too long. You’re starting to understand my habits.”

“I understood your habits before we were even speaking,” Regulus replies. “You’re not as mysterious as you think.”

“That’s offensive.”

“It’s accurate.”

James nudges him again, more insistently this time. “Give it back.”

“No.”

“You didn’t even pretend to consider it.”

“I did. Briefly. The answer remained no.”

James huffs, then leans sideways, pressing his face into Regulus’s shoulder. The jumper smells faintly like laundry soap and something sharper underneath—Regulus’s cologne, probably, though he claims not to wear any.

“Traitor,” James mutters.

Regulus shifts again, just slightly, so James is more comfortably tucked against him. His free hand comes up, almost absentmindedly, to rest at the back of James’s neck.

“You married me,” Regulus says. “You knew what you were getting into.”

“I did not,” James says. “If I’d known you were a serial clothing thief—”

“You would have done exactly the same thing,” Regulus interrupts.

James pauses.

“…That’s not the point,” he repeats, weaker this time.

Regulus’s thumb moves once, a slow, thoughtful sweep at the nape of James’s neck. “It rarely is with you.”

James closes his eyes for a moment, because it’s difficult to maintain any sort of argument when Regulus is doing that.

There’s a quiet stretch of time where neither of them speaks. Regulus reopens his book; James doesn’t move away. The room is warm, sunlight spilling across the bed in a way that makes everything feel softer than it is.

Eventually, James says, “What are you reading?”

Regulus tilts the cover slightly so he can see. “You wouldn’t like it.”

“That’s not true. I’m very open-minded.”

“You fell asleep during the last three books I recommended.”

“I was resting my eyes.”

“You were snoring.”

“I do not snore.”

Regulus glances at him. “You do.”

James narrows his eyes. “Rude.”

“Honest.”

James shifts, sliding further down so he’s half lying across Regulus’s lap now, one arm draped loosely around his waist. Regulus adjusts automatically, moving the book out of the way just enough to accommodate him.

“You love me,” James says, as if this settles everything.

Regulus doesn’t hesitate. “Obviously.”

It’s so matter-of-fact that James blinks.

“…Well,” he says after a second. “That was quick.”

Regulus turns another page. “Did you expect me to deliberate?”

“I don’t know, I thought there might be a dramatic pause. Some tension. A bit of—”

“I married you,” Regulus repeats. “The tension portion of our relationship is largely behind us.”

James grins despite himself. “You say that, but you still won’t give me my jumper back.”

Regulus looks down at him, expression cool but eyes warmer than he’d ever admit. “If it’s yours, why does it fit me so well?”

“It does not fit you well,” James says immediately. “It’s swallowing you.”

“Exactly.”

James reaches up, catching the edge of the sleeve and tugging again, softer this time. “You look ridiculous.”

“Mm.”

“And small.”

Regulus’s gaze sharpens slightly at that, but there’s no real bite to it. “Careful.”

“And—” James hesitates, then shrugs. “—cute.”

That does it.

Regulus’s fingers still where they’ve been idly resting in James’s hair. For a second, he looks like he might say something sharp, something deflecting. Instead, he just watches him.

“You’re insufferable,” Regulus says finally, but it’s quieter than before.

James smiles, slow and easy. “You like me.”

“I tolerate you.”

“You love me.”

Regulus exhales softly. “Unfortunately.”

James tilts his head, just enough to press a quick kiss against the inside of Regulus’s wrist. “That sounds like a you problem.”

Regulus doesn’t pull his hand away.

They lapse into silence again, but it’s the comfortable kind—the kind that settles into the spaces between them like it’s always been there. James traces idle patterns against the fabric of the jumper, feeling the familiar knit beneath his fingers.

After a while, he says, “You can keep it.”

Regulus doesn’t look up. “I know.”

James huffs. “You’re supposed to argue.”

“Why would I argue when I’m clearly winning?”

“That’s not—” James stops, then sighs. “You’re impossible.”

“And yet,” Regulus murmurs, turning another page, “here I am. Wearing your clothes. In your bed.”

“Our bed,” James corrects.

Regulus glances at him again, that faint, almost-smile returning. “Our bed,” he agrees.

James settles more comfortably against him, eyes drifting closed. Regulus’s hand finds its way back into his hair, absent and steady and sure.

It’s quiet. It’s warm. It’s theirs.

And James decides, not for the first time, that he doesn’t particularly mind losing things, if this is where they end up.

[my-castles-crumbling]

reject - @jeggyverses-jegulus-microfic - word count: 267

“Think he’ll reject you?” Sirius murmured lowly over James’s shoulder.

James, who was standing nervously, shifting from foot to foot, staring out the window, whirled around to shoot Sirius a wildly annoyed glare. “Pads, what the fuck?”

Sirius just grinned. “I mean…it is Reg, right? He’s kind of an arse.”

“You’re kind of an arse,” James shot back, but he was grinning.

Sirius just grinned back. “Too true. You ready, then? I’ll go get him.”

James took a deep, steadying breath. He felt a bit terrified, but also more ready than he ever had in his entire life. He knew that Regulus was his future, and waiting any longer to admit that to the world was just stupid. “Yeah. I’m ready,” he said, a smile forming on his face.

Moments later, Sirius returned to the room with Regulus.

And, fuck.

He looked stunning.

His suit, matching to James, was clean and sleek, showing off his every angle and edge. His hair, slicked back just a little, parted way for his stunning face and blue-gray eyes, and James got lost in them for a moment.

But his smile was the best part.

He glowed. He looked truly happy, safe in this moment, and James could only reach for his soon-to-be husband, speechlessly in love.

“Ready?” Sirius beamed excitedly, standing at the door, bouncing on his toes as he prepared to walk into the room for the ceremony and officiate. 

“Definitely,” James heard Regulus whisper.

His stomach flipped and settled and he stepped up to walk in behind Sirius.

He had never been more ready in his entire life.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Trista Mateer ,“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends”

[caspervi]

close to a star

[siriusly-chaotic]

Its that time again when I talk about Pandora and Regulus being the Slytherin and Hufflepuff friendship trope (link to part one and part two)

*Regulus' animagus is a honey badger. He's annoyed about it for a while because its a badger and he's more than just a hufflepuff. Then he learns what honey badgers are like and he immediately starts terrorizing Padfoot and Prongs.

*Pandora's animagus is a coyote because badgers and coyotes (not honey badgers because they are found in different countries, but still) have been known to work together to hunt prey (they are also sometimes seen resting together, travelling together, and showing playful behavior so they are basically best friends).

*Barty and Dorcas, who are on their house quidditch teams, get offended when Pandora shows up to their matches against hufflepuff wearing yellow.

*Regulus figures out that Remus is a werewolf in his third year due to his mild obsession with magical creatures and is fascinated by him (Remus is his favourite of Sirius' friends).

*Slughorn is genuinely scared of Pandora. He tries to not interact with her too often and he dies a little inside when Regulus brings her to Slug Club meetings (Regulus does it on purpose, he thinks its funny).

*Sirius was so shocked when Regulus was sorted that he barely spoke for the whole feast. He just stared at his brother and James had to remind him to eat.

*Regulus stress bakes. Half the time he's actually baking and the other half he is trying to stop Pandora from eating the raw batter and dough. ("but its food!" "IT HAS RAW EGG AND FLOUR IN IT!")

*Regulus saw some of his housemates braiding flowers into each others hair and got them to teach him so he could do it for Pandora.

*Whenever someone curses, Barty will cover Regulus' ears and tell them not to swear in front of the "innocent hufflepuff". Regulus then elbows him in the ribs. This does not stop Barty from doing it every time.

*They know how to get into each others common rooms and are there so often that their housemates don't say anything anymore.

*Most of the hufflepuffs like Pandora, they always talk to her or say hello whenever she comes to the common room. Most of the slytherins do not like Regulus, but they don't say anything because he's still a Black.

*Other slytherins are always stealing Pandora's things and hiding them. Regulus is always finding Pandora's lost things (and getting revenge).

(there will probably be a part 4 at some point lol)

[siriusly-chaotic]

I'm gonna talk about Slytherin Pandora and Hufflepuff Regulus again because I love them and nobody can stop me.

Pandora is ambitious. Maybe too much so. In canon she was killed by her own experiment.

Regulus is compassionate. He betrayed the dark lord after he mistreated his house elf and willingly chose to drink a torture potion so his house elf didn't have to.

Pandora's family (probably the Rosiers (Rosier twins my beloveds) but the Lestranges work too) were pleasantly surprised when Pandora sorted slytherin. At best they thought she would be a ravenclaw.

Walburga and Orion were just as angry about Reg's sorting as they were with Sirius', but when it came to Reg's sorting they were also very embarrassed.

Their friend group has every house. Evan and Pandora are slytherin, Regulus is hufflepuff, Barty is ravenclaw, and Dorcas is gryffindor. (alternatively, put Dorcas in slytherin too and have them all make fun of gryffindors all the time).

Barty is the one to introduce Pandora to Xenophilius.

Much like Prongsfoot and Rosekiller, you don't usually see one without the other close by and if you do, they are probably on their way to find the other.

Regulus LOATHES the fact that he has to wear yellow all the time. Pandora says it makes him look like a little bumble bee (this does not make him feel better).

At first, Barty thought Regulus was the scary one of the two, until he witnessed Regulus ranting about the mistreatment of some magical creature Barty never heard of while Pandora experimentally dipped random items into an acid of her own making with the creepiest expression on her face he has ever seen.

2nd year James Potter thought Sirius' "sweet hufflepuff little brother" was "so cute!" until he tried to pinch Regulus' cheeks as a joke and Reg bit him.

They once switched their uniform colours and very few people actually noticed.

Its generally a bad idea to piss off either of them, but god help you if you manage to piss off both of them. rip.

I could go on and on but this is probably enough for now.

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Headcanon that we he and James fight, Regulus often still want to cuddle but is too stubborn to apologize or admit it he transforms into a (still angry) cat and go and sit on James.

in the most cat way possible like “I’m still mad at you but you are warm and Im cold so stfu”

It’s not quite making up but its a sign they will be good

[itsameg]

Kitten animagus Regulus being found swinging from curtains by cat animagus McGonagall.

She climbs up the curtains after him, scruffs him, and bring him back to her office.

She knows it's Regulus and that she really should report him as a an unregistered underaged animagus, but it's so much more fun to buy him a collar, toys, a cat tree, food/milk bowls, and pretend she has a little kitten.

She takes off the collar when he leaves, and pretends that the cat disappearing along with the students each year is normal despite knowing that no student has a pure black cat with a white star on its chest.

The day the prophet publishes Regulus's death is the day she buries the collar wrapped around the milk bowl and pretends it's just because the cat didn't come back that year

[mses-mist]

just did a little drawing while looking at the tiktok "adventures of reggie cat"

[anonymousqualities]

Cat animagus Reg 1000% sleeps in the face plant position and gives james everyone the occasional heart attack.