#caii writes

@deadkaywizard Jegulus, little Harry Words: 528

“Trick or treat!” Regulus opens the door to the cutest pumpkin ever. “Hello there little pumpkin” The little boy beams up at him.

“Hi im harry” Regulus chuckles. Harry smiles at him showing a gap between his teeth. “Hello Harry, my name is Regulus” Harry holds open his little white bag that looks like a ghost and says: “Trick or treat mister Regulus” Regulus holds down the bucket he held under his right arm while opening the door.

"Take what you want" Regulus smiles at him. Harry comes up to his tippy toes and looks into the bucket, searching for something. His little hand ruffles through bonbons and gummies and chocolate. When he found what he wanted he triumphantly held it in the air and showed it to Regulus.

"Thats my favorite" he smiles brightly and bows a little. "Thank you mister Regulus" Regulus straightens himself again putting the bucket back on his dresser. "It was my pleasure little Pumpkin" Regulus bowed right back and heard Harry giggle.

Harry skipped back down the stairs in front of his door and Regulus shut it behind him smiling to himself. Some kids really are cute. After another 4 door chingles and endless groups of kids later, Regulus bucket is almost empty.

He tells him hes only opening one more door and then hes done. As if summoning the door bell rings and with a sigh Regulus gets up and opens the door. Before him again stand a little pumpkin.

"Hi mister Regulus" Harry waves strongly with his hands and beams up at him. "Hello Harry, what brings you back here." Regulus crouches down to be eye to eye with the little boy. At this Harry shyly took a step back.

"I was wondering if i could get a treat for my dad too?" Regulus smiles warmly and nods. "Of course let me get the bucket and then…" But before Regulus can step back and grab it, a little hand wraps around his writs and pulls him out his house down to the street.

"HE SAID YES!" Harry screams at someone, confusing Regulus even more. "i said yes to what?" Regulus quickly looks around and comes face to face with a very very attractive ghost. Harry confusingly looks up at him. "You said yes to my dad?"

Regulus looks down at him and breaks into giggles. He points to himself trying to get words out through his breathless laughter. "Im… Im the… Treat?" Regulus cant stop laughing and has to brace himself on his knees. After a minute or two he stops and takes a deep breath. He straightens himself again and looks the Ghost into his eyes.

"Hi, Im Regulus and i am your treat" He holds out his hand and waits for the man to shake his hand. Perplexed Harrys dad takes his hand and says: "Im James and i had nothing to do with this trick but ill take it."

@noblehouseofgay

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“Papa, look!” Harry comes running through the door. James just picked him from pre school. Still with his full winter gear on, he runs into the kitchen. In his little hand, he is holding a folded white paper.

“Look what we did today.” He holds the folded paper up. Regulus can see that there are cuts in them. He isn't sure what it should be, but as the good parent he his he can't let Harry know this. “Oh, good job Harry.”

“Papa, I haven't even shown it to you yet.” He makes a show of shaking his head and then opening the folded piece of paper. The paper opens into a circle. The cuts Regulus saw earlier turn out to form a pattern on the paper making it look like a snowflake.

“See, now I showed it.” Harry looks proudly up at Regulus. “That's pretty cool, Harry. Do you want me to hang it up?” “Yes!” Regulus takes the paper snowflake and starts to take off Harry's scarf. “Now where did you leave your dad?”

“In the car. Oh, I left my backpack.” Harry is halfway at the door, when James steps trough it. “I got it, Haz. You showed Papa what you did today?” Harry tugs on the Bachpack hanging from James shoulder. “Uh, huh. He is going to hang them all up.” His backpack in hand, he runs to the kitchen table and dumps the contents on it. A dozen more folded papers fall out of it. “Can I have my scissors? I wanna do more please?” Harry asks.

“Let's get you changed first. We eat something and then we will make some together. You show us how to do it.” Harry nods and jumps up from the chair he climbed on. He runs to the wardrobe, taking off the rest of his clothes.

@deadkaywizard Jegulus, words: 361

This is a nightmare. Regulus is stuck in hell. What the fuck. As soon as he woke up this morning he knew the day would be shit. But it turning out like this?

Someone wants him to suffer eternally. Or kill himself. He has no way to escape this. Hes stuck in place watching what plays out right before his eyes and he cant turn away. He entered the great hall unknowingly.

All he wanted to do was grab some quick breakfast and escape into his dorm again. In hindsight he should've known. In front of him James Potter stand in the middle of the great hall, on a table, doing jazz hands.

Around him brown and orange leaves are falling to the ground. Regulus remembers vaguely that James thew them in the air. Behind James a big sign reads: "GO TO THE HALLOWEEN BALL WITH ME"

James looks at him expectantly and waits. Regulus wishes the ground would open right here and now and swallow him whole. Everyone is silent waiting for him to make a move. Most probably expect him to hex James or throw out brutal, cutting words.

"Reg?" James sounds unsure. Regulus takes in a deep breath and starts walking towards the table James stands on. Coming to a halt right before him, Regulus yanks at the red tie. Their faces get so close that their noses almost touch. Regulus can feel James breath on his lips.

"What were you thinking doing that?" Regulus asks confused. James sheepishly answers: "You said you wanted to be loved in the open. Proud and seen. Now everyone knows im with you." James rubs his neck with his free hand. "Or at least they think im trying to be." James smiles and looks Regulus deeply in the eyes. "Your turn." Regulus rolls his eyes.

"Do something like this again and we are done." Regulus tries to sound threatening. "So is that a yes?" James eyes light up with hope. Regulus rolls his eyes again.

@noblehouseofgay

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Coming home, Regulus has not expected seeing his son sitting on a deer. He got a red nose and Christmas lights woven in his antlers.

The deer is prancing around the living room, Harry on his back with one hand holding on. “Go, dada, go” Harry is laughing loudly. Gesturing forward.

The deer turns around and comes to a halt, seeing Regulus standing there. Looking like a deer caught in the headlights, James lowers himself to the ground for Harry to get off safely.

He bites Harry's collar to set him on the couch and walks over to Regulus. Harry giggling and laughing in the process. Now Regulus can see that the lights are just thrown over the antlers, not woven around. The red on his nose looks like cookie icing. How that happened,

Regulus doesn't even want to know. James nuzzles the side of his face, smearing some of the icing on Regulus' cheeks. Using a cloth Regulus cleans it away from James face and picks the lights from his antlers.

Now, being safe to transform back, his husband is standing in front of him looking sheepish. “How much trouble are we in?” Regulus just shakes his head.

“You know what all could've gone wrong right? What if Harry fell off? You couldn't have helped him cause you would have not gotten the lights off yourself.” James steps closer grabbing Regulus arms.

“I've been careful. Nothing happened. And if it would've, I would've found a way, you know me. Also look at him, he had fun and he is happy. That's the important thing, right?” Regulus looks at the couch, where his son is still sitting giggling and laughing. Regulus smiles softly. Harry does look happy.

“You're right. But next time wait for me to be back. So that if something happens, there is a responsible adult in the house.” James looks insulted for a second before shrugging his shoulders. “You're right.” He presses a kiss on Regulus and turns back around to Harry.

“Now that there is a responsible adult in the house,” James turns around and winks at Regulus,”do you want to ride the reindeer again, Harry?”

@noblehouseofgay

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James stands in front of him, gift in hand. “What's this for?” He hesitantly takes the box and looks up at James.

“Can’t i give you presents when I want to?” James smiles at him as Regulus starts opening the gift. He took away the wrapping paper and opened the box to find a scented candle. Confused, he looks up at James and silently asks why.

“You said you like how Eucalyptus smells. So I got you a candle that smells like that.” James looks like he isn't so sure anymore. He rubs his neck and looks up. “Maybe that was dumb.” Regulus still looks at him and then just starts to laugh.

“What is so funny?” James looks hurt but Regulus needs a moment to get himself together. “Well you don't need to laugh at me. Could've just told me it was dumb.” James tries to grab the candle but Regulus holds on to it.

“Wait.. wait.” Regulus grabs James hand and takes a deep breath. “James, do you know why I like the smell?” He looks him in the eyes, both now staring at each other, one hand on the candle between them. “Cause it smells fresh?”

“No” Regulus takes a step closer to James. “Because your shampoo has it in it and makes your Hair smell like that.” Regulus smiles at him, and gives him a quick kiss.

“But I don't need it everywhere, just on you.” James pulls him in for another kiss. This time a longer one. It's soft and conveys all the love they have for each other. James is the first to break the kiss.

@deadkaywizard jegulus, Vampire Reg Words: 645

Goosebumps run down James back as he feels a cold breeze kiss his neck.

"I know you are here Regulus" Cold fingers run over his arms and chest from behind him. He feels himself get enveloped in a cold hug. "I forgot how cold your touch can be now." James shivers a little as he turns around to meet Regulus now visible face.

"Im dead James. Of course im cold" Regulus rolls his eyes at him and shrugs. "I know. Dont remind me of it. I just always feel so warm around you that you caught me of guard right now." James grabs his face and turns his face upwards just a little so that they face each other directly.

"What? You don't like my new and sexy vampire personality?" Regulus says it like a joke but James can see right through it. "You know i don't care about that. All i care about is you. And i love you. I don't care that you're a dead stone cold monster now. Well, that you're dead, yes i hate that. But im glad you're still here with me and didn't really die back there." James fights a little with a tear trying to escape him.

"I don't know what i would've done if…" Cold fingers find his face and wipe away the tear that James lost a battle with. "Im not dead. Im still here." Regulus looks so deep into James eyes that James get lost in them. Before they were a light gray, sometimes they had speckles of blue in it. But now… now Regulus eyes are a dark gray that in some lightning turns a dark blue and James is fascinated on how it works.

"I love you" James says it with everything he has. With every mortal fiber of his being. He needs Regulus to know that nothing changed. "I know. I love you James."

They kiss slow and softly. Not caring about anything else but themselves. And James wants to do this forever. Never be apart from Regulus ever again. And suddenly James gets hid with a thought that will give him nightmares ,hes sure. He pulls back from Regulus and looks him panicked in the eyes.

"Reg… Regulus… im gonna grow old" James is fighting tears again. "Im getting old and you will stay this way and then i will die and i will never see you again because you wont die and you will be alone and we will never be together again. I will be old and cant do something while you stay like this and then you're gonna get tired of me and leave me in a few years when im gonna be old and not attractive anymore and you will…"

James breakdown is stopped with his mouth being shut with a gentle kiss. Regulus pulls back and cradles James face. "Darling, i will never grow tired of you. Never. Even if you grow old and cant do anything anymore."

James opens his mouth and tries to speak but Regulus shuts him up again with a finger pressed to his lips. "You know i will give you anything you want." Regulus smiles at him.

"If you want… this…" he gestures around himself without saying anything, but James knows what he means. "I wont deny it to you. Even if it makes me selfish. But you know that" James nods.

"Yes. I want it Regulus. I want to spent the rest of our long and miserable life's together with you." Regulus chuckles. "Well i hope it wont be as miserable when we are living it together."

@deadkaywizard Rosekiller, Words: 460

"Are you sure we can do this?" Evan doubted his boyfriends right to make decisions right now. "Yes, im sure. What will happen? If he comes back to haunt me the rest of my life as a ghost i doubt it will be as bad as the first 25 years of my life." Barty kept pulling Evan through the graveyard, searching for the right stone.

Hes not entirely sure where to look for it. All he knows is that its here on this graveyard. His Mother sent him the letter with the details before she buried his father. She probably thought he would come and pay his last respects to his old man.

Barty crumbled up the letter and had thrown it in the first trashcan he found. If not for his skill to remember the things he reads like a goddamn Elephant he wouldn't have dragged his boyfriend here right now.

"Come on." Scanning the letter on the gravestones as they sped by, Barty suddenly comes to a stop. Here it is. "This looks too nice for what he deserves." Barty mumbles under his breath. A clean stone sits behind the space that was recently shoveled up and close again.

'Beloved Husband and father' written under the name: Bartemius Crouch Senior. Barty chuckles to himself until it turns into a hysterical laughter. "What right does she have to put 'beloved father' on that" Barty is wheezing through his sentence. He leaning forward, hands on his knees, to help him keep upright and not roll on the ground.

"Ev… why would she… this is so funny ha ha" The laughter slowly dies and without noticing Barty starts sobbing. Evan is at his side in seconds holding him and letting Barty cry on his shoulder. "He doesnt deserve it, Evan. He doesn't. Not even from my mother. He was a shit husband and an even shittier Father."

Barty feels a hand stroking hair out of his face. Evan kisses his forehead and whispers: "I know Bee. You deserved better." Barty allows himself on last tear and slowly separates himself from Evan again. "I don't even know why im crying about him. He doesn't deserve my tears." Hes wiping his face clean throwing an angry look at Crouch seniors grave.

nsfw, somnophilia, words: 491