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“One date? Please,” James pleads as Regulus continues to do his job—giving James a lap dance.

“I have told you multiple times, Mr. Potter, I can’t say yes to a patron,” replies Regulus sternly through his teeth.

This isn’t the first time James has asked this question; in fact, he has been head over heels for Regulus since he first saw him at Marlene and Dorcas’s bachelorette party. At the time, he had asked the same question, and today, too, he does the same. One thing one should know about James is that he is one stubborn bastard.

James didn’t even like stripping or clubs, for that matter, but since meeting Regulus, he has made it his weekend mission to frequent this one club.

“But I can never find you outside of here. I don’t even know your name, whereas I’m sure you, by this time, know where I live and work,” says James with a slightly whiny tone.

“Regulus, you disappoint me and my confidence,” he adds in a low voice.

“Well, the little guy thinks differently—not so disappointing for him, I see,” comes the reply from the languishing beauty in his lap.

The comment makes James go red in the face and falter in his line of thought. Before he knows it, Regulus is out of his lap and moving away.

As always, James stays spellbound by the sway of his hips until Regulus moves out of sight, finally breaking his bubble.

Shaking himself into action, James carries out the first half of his plan—noting the time Regulus gets off. For the past few weekends, he has been trying his best to do the same but fails miserably each time, as somehow Regulus always slips out of his grasp by mere minutes.

But now he moves quickly on his feet, heading toward the staff exit door he has seen many strippers take, which opens into a dark alleyway. He had also investigated the alley and, to his satisfaction, found the door opened right where he wished it would—near a good hiding spot.

Now, he pushes through it and takes his position in the dark corner on the chilly night, hoping he doesn’t have to wait long.

Soon enough, the angel he has been waiting for walks out in black slacks and a loose old band t-shirt.

Suddenly, Regulus is whirled around. Expecting to hit the alley wall, he instead hits a chest with hands snaking around his waist. Initially ready with his hand on the pepper spray, he realizes—

“James?”

“Finally! You are one slippery little brat,” comes the reply from behind him.

“James, leave me! What are you doing?” replies Regulus, with a smile in his voice.

“Reg baby, no more of these games. I want you,” whines James in his ear.

“Well, Mr. Potter, what you are insinuating will cost one hefty fee—way more than what it cost you inside,” replies Reg, turning in his boyfriend’s arms to now see the desperation clearly written on his face—and felt in his pants.

“Yes, please!!” James pleads.

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"Just understand your feelings because your words are pathetic man"

~my sister when talking about boys and their expression of feelings

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Boggart - @jegulus-microfic - word count 448- rated - g

“I hate you! I wish you were a girl!” yelled James as Regulus hid behind his hands, his head tucked between his knees. Breathing rapidly, he dared not look up to see the disappointment and hatred in the eyes of the man he loved.

“You aren’t my dad,” the voice shifted, now that of his son.

He knew this day would come; he knew it was inevitable.

“I AM TIRED!” James yelled again, his voice rising. “Tired of you and your anxiety attacks—of walking on eggshells!”

Regulus continued to spiral, losing his grip on the one thing that kept him grounded—his wand. But now that, too, was gone. Breathing became increasingly difficult, and tears blurred his vision completely.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” he tried to mumble, his voice trembling.

“RIDDIKULUS!”

The yelling stopped. A sudden struggle ensued before the boggart was finally locked back in its age-old cage.

Regulus was too far gone to notice any of this. The only difference he felt was when arms wrapped around him.

“Hey, hey, I’m here,” whispered a soft voice in his ear.

Realizing who it was, Regulus suddenly found a burst of energy and pushed James away.

“You hate me, James! I’ve ruined your life!” he said, shaking his head frantically, tears streaming down his face. The more he spiraled, the more he believed the earlier outburst.

“Baby, that wasn’t true. I love you,” James said, moving closer. Tears welled in his own eyes as he realized how much work it would take to help Regulus believe in himself again.

Regulus, hearing the comforting tone, finally opened his eyes. Instead of the disappointment and anger he feared, he saw nothing but pure love and care in James’s gaze. Slowly, he allowed James to approach and hold him.

“Darling, I told you not to wander off alone in this house,” James said softly.

They had planned to clean the Black house after the final battle. Given the darkness of the Black family, it wasn’t surprising that ancient trunks harbored boggarts. They wanted to live there with Harry, who was off enjoying the teenage life he had been denied for so many years—or so the two dads believed.

“I made hot chocolate,” came the voice of their beloved son.

He walked in, carrying a tray with steaming mugs topped with marshmallows. Approaching them on the floor, he offered the drinks. James got up to grab a throw blanket, and they all settled in comfortably.

Regulus, dried tears still staining his cheeks, looked at the two people he loved most. He realized then that the words shouted earlier had been lies. Before him sat the family that truly loved him.

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I had to pee really bad and o forgot that I had just sliced jalapeño peppers and the chef is looking nice at me weird because I’m pouring milk on a rag and running to the bathroom

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Challenge - @jegulus-microfic - word count 466- rated - m

“This is so pointless,” exclaimed Regulus, rolling his eyes. “No, Reggie, it’s his dare, and he has to do it,” said Sirius. Regulus knew this was a bad idea, a failed attempt at a truce between the Slytherins and Gryffindor, especially when alcohol was involved. Drunk teenagers were strewn across various surfaces of the common room. Through the game, various couples had come to light, to everybody’s shock, and now most of them lay in each other’s arms. As the game continued, the bottle landed on James, who chose dare, and that was when Regulus had been betrayed by one of his own kind, Pandora, who had dared James to make Regulus say his first name out loud. “Yes! Regulus, I should at least get a fair chance,” said James, staring into Regulus’s eyes and reminding him of the night before. The gleam in his eyes suggested something that made Regulus feel shy to even think of. James slowly crossed the distance between them, coming to a stop only when he was mere inches from Regulus’s face. He then bent forward toward his ear. Regulus sat stoically still, holding his breath, as no one in the room knew about their relationship, and he feared that they would figure it out. He hoped James wouldn’t do something they might regret. “Baby, I promise I will ruin you so well tonight. I will fuck you so damn hard that you won’t just be saying my name but will be screaming it. I will drag you through it teasingly slow, making sure that you remember that you are mine every time you sit down for the next week….” whispered James in Regulus’s ear in a soft, husky voice. gasp “James…” Regulus couldn’t stop himself. He could already feel wetness between his legs at the mere words uttered by James, but when the reality of his promise hit him, he wanted to get up and get to it immediately. This was enough of an excuse for him to not focus on the game from there on.

A Few Hours Later

With everyone safely passed out on the couch or in their rooms, God knows doing what, Regulus was finally left alone with James, who was evidently on the same page as him. They left the common room in a hurry and silently crept into James’s dorm, which they then ensured to seal with locking and silencing charms. “I am not one to back down from a challenge, Reggie, remember that,” said James while getting off Regulus and bringing him close to his chest. Regulus couldn’t reply as his throat was sore from all the screaming and other extracurricular activities they had engaged in. Hence, it was safe to say Regulus Black, for the first time in his life, had been rendered speechless.

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The Cocky problem

Rated - E

Chapters - 2/2

James has a pining problem on his best Friend's younger brother. Who is trying his unconscious best to make him break his resolve and fuck him. But James is a gentleman unfortunately for him and hence is stuck looking at his love dance away with other guys in a party meant for him to take care of the Blacks.

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My father sending me to a All ladies gym thinking

" here my child will not be attracted to anyone and hence would stay away from dating"

Le me being a pansexual pre-t transboy:

Excited about the amount of "that ass"

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Taken by Remus Lupin: James and Regulus running into each other unexpectedly

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Broo I was listening to Dard-e- disco a Bollywood song which is basically about a break up and the guy is dancing in this sexy way entire song reminiscing about his patner who left him.

And the entire time I couldn't stop thinking about James dancing to it after every minor fight in front of Reglus in all that Bollywood dramaticness.

This is just a beautiful picture I can't and won't take out of my head.

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A boop cat to live on your blog!!!!!

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First thought upon seeing this today :

" Aww James potter wouldn't be allowed here"

Rather than " no single dudes"

Which btw james isn't:))

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Don't barge into my safe fandom space with your homophobic top/bottom discourse. Because I will not tolerate it.

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To be lost is a mistake,

To chose is a talent,

And,

To be found is a coincidence.

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I can't do nothing but,

Sit back,

And,

Enjoy,

While,

It Self-combusts.

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Death said- "come however you want my gates are always open"

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Not understanding,

Is better than understanding,

Not knowing,

Is better than knowing,

Not realising,

Is better than realising,

Being a child,

Is better than being an adult~

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I just have this theory or thought in my head that being a narcissist is not that bad like if a person is just a little self absorbed or love themselves a little more than normal I think a lable shouldn't be given because the people who spend too much time loving and caring for others they forget about themselves and are known to suffer from depression and anxiety but the person who loves themselves has more potential to live a longer and healthy life.

Now this doesn't mean that we should all be narcissists this means that we should be more self loving than we are currently this method might reduce self hatred. So a tinch of narcissism or self love shouldn't be termed as being selfish or self absorbed .

If loving someone else can cure loneliness and depression then why can't loving yourself cure these too?

If u want to talk more about this u can Dm me. This is my first post don't be brutal. Thank you.