#prince regulus

[laurieisnowherenearaugust]

Remus: YOU ABDUCTED THE PRINCE??

James: Now, I wouldn't say 'abducted'-

Remus: -YOU LITERALLY JUST SNATCHED HIM JUST WHEN HE STEPPED OUT THE PALACE!

James: We're just...borrowing him.

Remus: HOW IS REGULUS BLACK, THE HEIR, BEING LOCKED UP IN A ROOM WITH RESTRAINTS 'BORROWING?!?

James:...uh...

James: I guess I have a death wish?

[evyltalks]

Commission for @damagecontrol.jpg featuring James and Regulus from their amazing fanfiction ‘Divinitus’!

This commission was an epic journey—one of the toughest, but most rewarding projects I’ve tackled. Super proud of how it turned out!

[little-mary-marauders]

Pirate James: We get on the ship and steal everything we can! Pirate James: *sees prince Regulus* Well hello there pretty thing. *Prince Regulus has become everything* Prince Regulus: WHAT-

[thorn-rosed]

thoughts on prince regulus black?

do you have any headcanons about it

I once read an unfinished fanfiction about ftm prince regulus getting married to james and neither of them wanting it at first, it was one of the best thing of literature ive ever read and now i can't find it anymore because i read it 1 or 2 years ago and didnt remember the name so its lost in the depths of ao3. But I love that idea, i honestly dont have any specific headcanons, i remember another fanfiction though about demon james and prince regulus and i loved it, i think it was by damagecontrol but i could be wrong.

Overall, love it, dont have anything specific tho, sorry :/

[kaggeorgia]

I think we need to talk more about jegulus royalty au.

James being a notorious pirate who has travelled around the world and Regulus being a sheltered prince who's never see a life outside his castle and royal life.

Regulus is bitter angry with himself that he got so close to being the heir yet always second in life.

So he always takes out his frustration on the first person he sees.

So when the guards catch a pirate, nobody else other than James, and bring him in front of Regulus, what does the prince do?

He keeps him in the dungeons and overtime he gets fascinated by James's stories that travel him outside the castle and kingdom. Regulus starts to smile for the first time and it isn't a forced smile.

James gets captivated by the innocent looking boy who has such power and potential in his heart.

Regulus lets him go eventually, unable to bare the sight of such a pretty boy in the dirty dungeons.

And James gets protective, becomes his shadow and keeps away any dangers. He knows he shouldn't. Pirates shouldn't mingle with the royalty but he does anyway.

He realises he'd burn the world down for him. And if the crown is what Regulus desires, he'll find a way to get it for him

[moonymiel]

daydreaming about crown prince sirius and his brother prince regulus who are assigned personal guardsmen when regulus comes of age because the king and queen are concerned about their children being target of assassination attempts now that they can both claim the throne.

enter knights ser remus and ser james who are assigned to each brother, who are stationed at their doors every night and share the same chambers during their travels, to ensure no one could sneak through a window or a hidden door and hurt the princes.

the brothers are curious about their guardsmen; sirius a bit reluctant to lose his freedom (he doesn’t know what by the time he and remus are close enough he won’t feel the urge to make his way to a dodgy tavern outside of town to find someone who will make him feel because remus will be right there, and he is the best thing sirius could have ever imagined) and regulus is more visibly upset because james is a manifestation of the danger his brother is constantly in as crown prince (he doesn’t know that james would die for sirius just as much as he would for regulus, and he would stay by his side no matter how much regulus would try to push him away). all in all the brothers are distrusting and not immediately polite, hardened marble faces that betray no emotion, even when james makes regulus laugh once and warms his entire body like he has never felt before. even when remus doesn’t stop sirius from sneaking out of the castle, but goes with him to look at the stars and listens to his impromptu lecture on constellations.

it’s after a particularly aggressive ambush in a part of the woods they had not expected to be unsafe that everything tips. james and regulus had been separated early into the fight, but remus was already there, grabbing sirius by the sleeve to drag him close to his brother, handing them both knives and throwing himself into battle like a wild animal. sirius and regulus were frozen. they had trained in the art of battle for years, but being thrown out of their carriages in the middle of the night by ruthless vandals wasn’t covered in the fight procedures they had studied. a stray fighter got past remus, and sirius had already raised his arm, ready to do whatever he had to to keep regulus safe, when james was suddenly there.

he got rid of the man before either brother could blink, and then he was fighting along remus, quickly finishing off anyone that would dare come even slightly close to the princes. by the time they were safe, warm and dry in sirius’ rooms at the palace, the brothers realised there was not a single scratch on them. not only had ser remus and ser james reacted so quickly to the ambush, they hadn’t let anyone get a scratch on them, while both knights were currently sporting black eyes, burst lips and even one bloody eyebrow on james that made regulus feel a particular kind of way.

and it was the realisation that he and sirius were safe that did it. before regulus was thinking, he was heading down to his own chambers where he knew ser james was positioned, not without sending ser remus into sirius’ room, knowing his brother better than he even knew himself in that moment.

marble exteriors came crashing down in kisses and careful embraces, cleaning up wounds and promising reciprocal devotion. because what were princes without loyalty, and what were sirius and regulus without desiring love from the people they know will keep them safe.

remus and james knew they would gladly spend their lives making the princes not only safe, but immensely, undeniably, maddeningly happy.

aaaand they lived happily ever after.

(this might become a full fledged au for me at some point, please don’t take this!)

[jayssafespace]

Jegulus Royalty Fic Idea for free use (with credit)

Imagine little prince Reggie being out alone for the first time, having slipped away from the palace and landing himself on a playground. He didn't know anyone, so nobody wanted to play with him, but then appears James Potter and started playing with him. He never had so much fun even when they were throwing sand at each other. Cue Queen Walburga coming and ripping him from the ground, scolding him for running away and playing with "low folk" before just stalking away and Reggie looking back at James with a sad wave.

James, 12 years later, became Regulus' Bodyguard.

There are two reasons James decided to train for the bodyguard position. One - seeing Regulus being ripped away like that without any regard to what was going on haunted him in his dreams ever since. He couldn't forget the completely devastating look on his face. Two - He and his parents got punished for interacting carelessly with a royal. It wasn't allowed, after all. His parents could've prevented it, they said. Knowing that's what's going on just for someone speaking with Regulus, he didn't dare to think what would happen inside the castle.

Regulus didn't recognize James.

At first.

[raiynnah]

Pirate Au Oneshot

Crown Prince

word count: 350

Regulus has known for his entire life that Sirius was the important brother—the heir apparent—and he’s accepted it. The problem is that Sirius hasn’t, rebelling against his birthright as if it isn’t the utmost privilege to be a future king, chasing after freedom that exists only in the stories he dwells in. 

Maybe, Regulus thinks as he stares into his father’s judging eyes, that should be past tense now.

Because Sirius had been the dreamer but Regulus the realist, so he knows his brother isn’t coming back, knows that he has lost his brother to fantasy and that Sirius had lost him to reality years before. Different worlds, the same life, the same parents—the same, the same, the same.

He looks at his father and sees his brother just like how his father sees Sirius’ eyes, nose, mouth on Regulus’ face; just colder, emptier, more willing to accept the poison and pretend it’s honey. The shadow of a crown weighs on his head now and it’s as heavy as the weight of loss, but he nods when his mother tells him he will be king now all the same.

“Your brother is dead,” says the queen who he once thought of as mother, tone clipped and uncaring. Regulus doesn’t even flinch. They don’t want the scared little boy who’s hunched over as if in physical pain, sobbing, hidden away somewhere where even Regulus will not find him.

He doesn’t know if it’s true, having seen Sirius’ behaviour that night—frantic as a caged bird stolen from its wild home, desperate to flee. Sirius can’t die, he tells himself, and sings the tune his parents want like a songbird damned and domesticated.

I’m the important one now, and it almost feels like victory. I will achieve what he couldn’t.

So he goes to meet that man who now has the king and queen at his side, back straight and chin tilted up like the crown prince he is, and he tries not to pay attention to the ghosts whistling warnings in his mind.

Sirius may not be dead, but Regulus’ brother is.