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siriusblack-the-third · 1 year

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Things James Potter Has Said

Moony either you remove your damn shoes before you enter the dorm or I Vanish them. How the fuck are they covered so much dirt, you don't even go near the Quidditch pitch!

Sirius, you will sit down and let me put your hair up in a bun or so help me Gods i will shave it all off. (*smirk* you wouldn't. You love my hair more than I do.)

I swear if Gerard (gryffindor seeker) doesn't get his shit together before the Ravenclaw match I'm going to make him cry with the amount of training I pile on his head.

No, Evans! Irving's Law clearly states that *winds off into the accurate statement of said ridiculously complicated law* and you cannot use 7x² divide the integral of y, that doesn't work here! (He's arguing NEWT Arithmancy with her)

Sirius I'm boorreedddddddd! ... *doe eyes* can we kiss? (Fuck yeah, get over here)

*stares at Sirius* that is a terrible idea... Let's do it.

REMUS! GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP!

Peter, you have Charms homework. Play with Lady Charlotte (the dorm cat) after you finish that.

Sirius. No.

Remus. No.

Peter. No.

I am the only one that gives a shit about how clean the dorm is. Nobody else ever helps me. Ingrates, all of you!

Marlene I swear to fuck- just ask them out, shit's sake! (She's pining after Dorcas)

Do you think I can surf down the enchanted staircases without falling off the surfboard? (*Panicked Sirius noises*)

*scoffs* whatever the shit this is, it sure as fuck isn't tea. Fucking British people, don't even know how to make proper chai.

Gods dammit Sirius—

Remus if you don't eat everything on your plate I swear on my family's honour I will hold you down and force feed you like my mother used to do to me.

WHERE IS MY BOX SET OF THE LORD OF THE RINGS?! (Sirius hid it because James wasn't giving him attention. The trick backfired: James completely ignored him. Not for long tho; he wants kisses from Sirius.)

(Peter calls him a jock) James: *gasps in outrage* you take that back! Take that back right the fuck now, I am an out and proud nerd, how dare you—

*purrs like a cat and melts into a puddle of goo when Sirius rubs his hair and neck*

(marauders call him for a prank) nope. Not today, I'm studying. I have got to beat Lily in the Charms test tomorrow, or else I won't be able to show my face for the rest of the week out of sheer embarrassment.

Fuck's sake, Sirius! I look like I've been mauled! How am I supposed to hide the hickeys?!

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the-chaosbringer · 1 year

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More Prongsfoot Headcanons

Previous HCs

They're the It Couple of the school. They are so sickeningly in love and everyone else is jealous of it.

James will randomly go out into Hogsmeade to buy Sirius flowers. Sirius always lets him braid the flowers into his hair. It looks very odd; brightly coloured flowers in the black hair of a 6'4 tank dude who exclusively wears black clothes and silver punk jewellery, but the two of them like it.

Sirius though; Sirius randomly goes to Hogsmeade to buy James books. James mentions a book in passing that he wants but doesn't have the time to get? The book will be waiting on his bedside table in the morning when he wakes up. At this rate Sirius might as well just buy an entire library. (James, the giant bookworm, falls more in love every time.)

Sirius is obsessed with James' thighs, and James is obsessed with Sirius' neck. They would be just laying on top of each other doing nothing, and James would randomly just start sucking love bites into his throat, collarbones, shoulders. He says it helps him collect his thoughts. Sirius absolutely does not mind; he simply tilts his head back. James has fallen asleep sucking on Sirius' neck. Multiple times.

During sex though, James will dig his teeth into every possible area of Sirius' neck and shoulders. Fast forward to later in the day when they're in public, and everyone is uncomfortably aware of James' obvious limp and Sirius' bright purple hickeys, and both of them have self-satisfied smirks on their faces.

Sirius is generally a very chill dude. He doesn't get mad or angry a lot, but he does get annoyed, and when he does, he slips back into his French accent. James gets very flustered whenever he does that, and intentionally annoys him to his limits just to hear him speak French. (It gets him fantastic angry sex. The first time it happened, he couldn't sit or walk right for four days.)

Sirius never gets jealous, but he does get possesive. The one time someone dared to try and ask James out in front of him, he stood behind James and stared the poor boy down till he shuffled away in terror. James thinks it is extremely hot that he can make people piss their pants just by staring at them. Sirius thinks James is deranged. James argues that Sirius is the same. Sirius agrees.

Sirius doesn't play quidditch— he's on the broom racing team. He doesn't like playing quidditch. He loves watching it, sure, but he would never willingly get on a broom for quidditch... unless it's James asking him. Then he'll be the quickest on the pitch. (Again: he's ridiculously soft for James.)

Both of them took twelve OWLs; Transfiguration, Potions, Charms, DADA, Astronomy, Herbology, History of Magic, Arithmancy, Ancient Runes, Muggle Studies, CoMC, and Magical Theory. Both of them got Outstandings on all subjects. Remus was slightly mad about this; he'd slaved and slaved at studying, and he got Outstanding on only five of his his seven OWLs. Peter, on the other hand, was completely fine with his six Exceeds Expectations and one Outstanding in Muggle Studies.

Sirius finds out in the vacation before 7th year that Regulus has a "tiny" crush on James, and promptly laughs himself sick about it. Regulus doesn't talk to him for a month. When he does, it's to tell Sirius that his crush is gone. (Neither of them believe it, but Sirius lets it slide. As long as Reg doesn't try to fuck with their relationship, he doesn't care.)

Where Sirius gets possessive, James gets jealous. When Remus accidentally revealed his crush on Sirius, James accidentally forgot the silencing charms around his bed that night when he rode Sirius to oblivion. Neither Remus nor Peter can meet his and Sirius' eyes the next day, and James feels shameless victory curl in his chest even as Sirius gives him a knowing look. Sirius is his, and his alone.

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(lmk if you want to be added or removed)

#sirius black #james potter #bambibelle #starbucks #sirius x james #james x sirius #kalisblog #kaliwrites #prongsfoot #prongsfoot headcanons #nerd james potter #nerd sirius black #nerd james supremacy #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #the marauders #marauders era #marauders headcanon

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lilyevansmywife · 1 year

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Regulus asks James to help him with his homework because he really can't do some things and James always helps him figure it out and sometimes they spend hours in the secret room doing their homework even though they agreed to meet to kiss

#james potter the smartest person real #Regulus can ask for help ONLY from James #they call it the little nerd club #dead gay wizards #harry potter marauders #marauders #marauders headcanon #james potter #regulus black #jegulus #starchaser #regulus and james #james loves regulus #marauders hc

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hitmewithsomebooks · 3 months

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@jegulus-microfic Feb 17 - soup

426 words

“Sorry, I’m babbling again…” Regulus muttered, trailing off. James smiled at him.

“I like it when you babble. I always learn so much. Like, I never knew that we blink 20 times a minute, or ants don’t have lungs, or that there’s a soup made from bird nests!” James exclaimed, sounding genuinely interested.

Regulus’s brows furrowed, his lips parted slightly in a little ‘o’. James found it rather endearing.

“You mean you… listened to all that stuff? You actually listened to what I was saying?” Regulus questioned, his tone surprised.

“Well o’ course. Who wouldn’t?” James asked, cocking his head to the side rather like a puppy.

“Quite a lot of people, actually. I can tell when they’re spacing out or not paying attention. People think I babble.” Regulus said with a shrug, but James could see that it bothered him.

“Well, clearly they’re just daft.” James sniffed, and Regulus smiled.

“You think?”

“Absolutely!” James assured him, his expression firm. “I could listen to you talk all day.” He added, his face softening into a gentle smile as he gazed at Regulus. The younger boy blinked, turning away to stare at his books, willing away the blush that threatened to stain his cheeks. He cleared his throat.

“I’m sure you’d get bored just like the rest of them soon enough.”

James frowned.

“I most certainly would not.” He protested, chin raised to show how serious he was. Regulus scoffed.

“You want to put that theory to the test, Potter?” The young Slytherin asked, and James grinned.

“You’re on, Black.”

Over the next few weeks, they met up in the library, every day, and would start talking. Or, in most cases, Regulus would start talking, and James would watch that little spark pop into his eyes as his passion for the topic grew, a content smile on his face as he listened.

Regulus was flabbergasted. This man, who seemed to have the attention span of a puppy (not to mention the eyes, personality, and charm of a puppy), had his focus on Regulus the entire time he talked. Every single day.

And he looked so happy while he did it. Like he was genuinely taking in and enjoying each and every word. Like he couldn’t wait to hear the next thing out of Regulus’s mouth.

It was incredibly endearing. And intoxicating. Regulus had never found someone who loved to listen to him before, and he didn’t plan on letting this one go.

Luckily for him, James planned on listening to Regulus for the rest of his life.

#james potter #regulus black #jegulus #jegulus microfic #babbling #soup #james potter is a simp #james x regulus #sunseeker #starchaser #marauders era #marauders #nerd Regulus hc #we love it

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n0blefl0wer · 6 months

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Normalize pretending you’re Remus Lupin cramming for OWLS!! How else am I supposed to find the motivation to study!?!

I am but a woman 🤷🏻‍♀️

#marauders #marauders era #dead gay wizards #jegulus #regulus black #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #jegulus fic #wolfstar #Remus Lupin is a nerd #studyblr #studyspo #student life #university #college

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mrsfrecklesmarauders · 3 months

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I think that when James and Peter found out about Wolfstar they weren't instantly happy for them. Not because they were both boys or because of Homophobia. There was a fear of the Marauders crumbling down.

Friendship is forever, they thought, relationships can break.

"No girl is going to come between us. We are always choosing our fellow Marauders above any girl or love interest" they had written in their Marauders' Code at the age of twelve. And that rule they kept. But this thing between Sirius and Remus was not planned. It was a surprise.

So James and Peter were scared of the relationship between Sirius and Remus ruining The Marauders dynamics or causing conflict between them. Their little group was very important to them.

Sirius and Remus assured them that nothing was going to break them apart. Even if they broke up in the future. They promised this to themselves.

And so after that was clarified, it was easier to accept it. James and Peter saw how in love they were and how happy they were together that they were happy for them. And with time, it became natural. Sirius and Remus were best friends but also lovers and meant for each other.

#These nerds had codes and rules to keep their little friend group afloat #marauders #maraudersera #marauders headcanon #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #james potter #peter pettigrew

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bruisedboys · 1 year

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can I request a James x reader where he comforts a reader who struggles to connect with people and make friends? Thank you!

gosh this ask is so me. I find it so so so hard to connect and make friends I’m really glad I’m not the only one. it’s tough out there fr!!! love u anon

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You get home from work and the only person you want to see is James. Your eyes sting when you realise he’s not home yet. You should’ve realised earlier, but you were too focused on getting home without bursting into tears on the way here. He’s working late today, meaning you’re alone. For another whole hour.

You manage to get out of your shoes, put your bag down, and get half undressed before you start crying. You’re halfway through pulling your blouse over your head when the first tear dribbles down your cheek. There’s no stopping it from then.

The tears come and they don’t stop. You slump down on the bed in nothing but your underwear and cry until your chest aches and then some. It’s hard being a quiet girl, even harder being a quiet girl at your work. Everyone’s friends with each other, everyone’s fun and cool and no one ever has to think twice about what they want to say. You try and try to make friends but nothing ever comes of it. You’re too much, or maybe not enough, you can’t quite decide. Whatever it is, it hurts. And if you keep doing this any longer you think you’ll be drained of all your energy.

You’re crying so much you don’t even hear the door open. It’s only when James calls down the hallway that you realise he’s home.

“Y/N? Where are you, honey?”

You’ve no time to make yourself look presentable. All you can do is wipe the hot tears from your wet cheeks and then James is stepping into the bedroom. He looks lovely as always but his face falls horribly when he gets a good look at you.

“Sweetheart,” he says, panicked. He throws his bag down and crosses the room quickly until he’s right in front of you. He puts his big warm hands on your shoulders. “Honey. Are you— what’s the matter? You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?”

You’re too busy trying to get your breathing back to normal to answer. James checks you over for any signs of injury and when he finds none he somehow manages to look even more worried. It’s not something he can fix with a band-aid and a kiss, he must realise. Though you would quite like a kiss right now.

“I th-thought you were working late,” you blubber uselessly, your voice all clogged with upset.

James frowns at you. “I wanted to see you, shortcake. Boss let me off early.”

More tears come before you can stop them. He’s so nice and you’re so upset and he’s come home early to see you and he’s met with this. You cry that awful sort of crying. The sort where you can’t really seem to stop no matter how much you want to. The sort that starts small and gets bigger and bigger until your throat burns like fire.

“Aw, sweetheart,” James coos quietly. He pushes he hands around to your back and pulls you into his chest, arms locked around your shoulders. His big hand finds your hair and he strokes from the top of your head to the bottom over and over again. “Shh. It’s okay, lovely girl. I’ve got you.”

You appreciate that he doesn’t tell you to stop crying. You don’t think you could if he did. And besides, this breakdown has been a long time coming. You’ve held it in for days now and you know you’ll probably feel better afterwards. James stands and holds you for as long as you need, as long as it takes for your tears to slow.

When they finally do come to a stop, you suddenly remember you’re wearing next to nothing. James is still rubbing your back, his big hands smoothing lines into your skin, and suddenly you’re hot and prickly all over. You go to pull away.

“James,” you say thickly, speaking right into his chest.

James hums and you can feel it vibrate through his chest. He lets you pull away but only slightly, moving back about an inch so he can see your face.

“Yeah?” He asks softly. He’s got this look on his face that makes you want to cry all over again. Fond. Pitying but in a nice way. “You ready to talk about it?”

“I should put on a shirt,” you say instead of answering.

“What?” James looks at you like you being in such a state of undress is the last thing on his mind. Like he hadn’t even noticed, too caught up in helping you to feel better. His eyes flick from your face to your chest and back again. “Oh. No, honey, you’re okay. Unless you’re uncomfortable.”

Your heart does this funny backflip that makes you feel better, or maybe worse, you can’t tell. He’s so lovely. You might cry again. “I— no. M’not uncomfortable. I just thought it was weird. For you to be hugging me like this.”

James huffs. A sweet but quiet smile pulls at his lips. “S’not weird,” he says softly. “It’s fine, baby.”

He pulls away but only for a moment, only so he can sit down next to you on the bed, the mattress sinking beneath his weight. He gets an arm around you shoulder and one on your knee and then drags you into his lap with ease. Normally you’d squeal at being manhandled like this. Now you just melt into him.

James keeps one hand on your lower back and the other finds one of yours, weaving your fingers together in your lap. “You wanna tell me what’s got you so upset?”

You’d rather just hug him forever, if you’re being honest. While he’d like that too, you know you should probably tell him.

“Um,” you say, and then stop as soon as you start because your voice is all thick and thinking about it makes you want to start crying again.

James rubs your back. “Take your time, sweetness. M’here all night.”

You wheedle your arms around his waist and bury your face in his shoulder. It’s easier like this. Where you can’t see his face, where he can’t see yours. You talk into his shirt.

“It’s just. I— I try so hard to be friendly and I feel like it all goes to waste.” It feels both embarrassing and relieving to say aloud. You push your face further into James’ shirt. “Nobody likes me at work, James. I’m awful at making friends. I can’t— can’t keep a conversation or say more than two sentences without getting … awkward.” You say the word like it’s a curse. It sure feels like a curse. “I don’t know. It’s just hard.”

James doesn’t say anything for a moment, though his hands don’t stop where they’re smoothing over your skin. After a beat of silence he manages to encourage you from his chest. He pulls his hand from around your back to take your damp face in both hands. He’s looking at you all melty and soft. Looking a bit like he might cry himself.

“Sweetheart,” he says, and he says it like it’s your name. “You’re not awful at making friends.”

“Yeah, I am.”

“No, you’re not. You’re the loveliest girl I’ve ever met, you know that?”

You frown. Partly because you don’t believe him. Mostly because he’s calling you lovely and it makes your chest ache.

“That doesn’t mean I’m good at making friends, Jamie. It’s— they’re so hard to talk to. I can’t make myself do it.”

James sighs. His thumbs drag under your eyes carefully and come away wet. “You’re being too hard on yourself, angel. You’re doing your best and that’s all that matters.”

You almost believe him. Almost.

“I feel invisible, James,” you admit quietly. “Like I don’t even exist.”

He sighs again and drops his hand to your hip, squeezes and then grabs your thigh so he can pull it over his lap so you’re straddling him. It makes you equal parts melty and shy. You’re barely clothed and he’s making you straddle him. You think he’s doing it on purpose, because he knows you’ll listen to him like this. It’s practically impossible not to.

“Darling,” he says. His hands finds your waist and push around to your lower back. Warm and firm. Grounding. “If they can’t see how amazing you are, then that’s their fault. But I see you. I see how amazing you are.”

Your eyes sting all over again. You blink rapidly. “James.”

“Seriously, angel,” he insists. “You’re incredible. My favourite person in the whole entire world. I love you so much. You know that.”

You don’t want to start crying again. You blink away the tears forming in your eyes and will the next ones not to come.

“Give it time,” James says quietly. “Give it time, honey, and they’re sure to warm up to you. And if they don’t …” He shrugs and gives you this devilish smile that makes you feel about a million times better. “Well, they’ll have me to answer to.”

You giggle because he’s an idiot and you’re in love with him. “Thanks, James,” you say. You meant it with your whole heart.

James kisses your forehead and then both your cheeks. “You’re welcome, sweetness. If you need to talk about it more later, we can.” He chucks you under the chin with a gentle hand. “But for now, how about a nice warm shower?”

You smile up at him. Your chest hurts less now. You feel a lot better. Enough at least to say, “Together?”

James grins wolfishly. “Obviously together.”

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marauderswolf22 · 2 months

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james potter would make parodies of disney channel late at night

#with sirius #and remus as the tired side character/nerd #he wouldn't say that out loud but he enjoyed it #marauders #wolfstar #dead gay wizards #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #prongs #the marauders #starchaser #sunseeker #jily #jegulus

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lexithwrites · 4 months

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Everyone thinks James Potter is a player and a cocky prick, but in reality—if you were lucky enough to get a chance to go into his bedroom—you’d see it’s covered in movie and band posters, lego figures, Minecraft and LOTR sword replicas and lightsabers, he’d only wears graphic t-shirts, and he still has all his stuffed toys from childhood. He also aggressively dances to Easy Lover by Phil Collins to hype himself up for any of his dates.

#inspired by king Henry Calvert on tiktok #let James be a nerd #the marauders #james potter #random hc

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saturnsconstellation · 3 days

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I need more nerdy James Potter content

#Ajax rants #the marauders #dead gay wizards #James potter #James potter is a NERD #I need more of him ranting about random plants #or idk #architecture #YESSS

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enbysiriusblack · 4 months

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snippet of a breakfast club au i've been thinking about for ages:

James nodded to Mary, as the girl took a sit beside him. Looking around the room, he understood why. Sitting next to your ex was a better option than having to sit next to these losers all day. He couldn't help grimacing as the blonde girl right in the corner stabbed an orange with a pen, juice leaking across the table and dripping onto the floor. The boy in the leather jacket, sitting on the next table along, laughed and leaned over to push his cigarette into the liquid, leaving it on the table.

Mary waringly smiled at him, "Hi, James", she glanced around, "you meet strange people in detention, huh?"

He nodded, "Yeah. Probably best to stick to ourselves, I suppose."

She nodded back, just as Lily walked through the door.

James snorted, "Why on earth is Evans' here?"

Lily turned, hearing him, and let out a huff before sitting the other side of the room, turning to the cardigan-wearing boy behind her, and starting a conversation.

Mary sighed, as Slughorn walked in, "God, this is going to be such a dull day."

Slughorn smiled out to the students, "Welcome to detention!"

The door banged open, and Slughorn practically jumped in surprise.

"Sorry", Peter mumbled, hurrying in and taking in a seat in the middle of the room.

As soon as he sat down, the boy in the leather jacket spit a ball at his head. Peter ignored him.

Slughorn clapped his hands, "Now that everyone is here, shall we get started?"

"No, sir."

Slughorn frowned.

The boy in the leather jacket grinned, "Well it's just that you phrased it as a question. Is it not a question?"

Slughorn chuckled, "No it is not."

James stood up, "I was wondering if I could use this time to practice on the field? We've got that game coming up next week is all."

Lily stuck her hand up, "Sir, I really don't think it would be appropriate to give students special treatment just because they're on some football team."

Slughorn nodded, "Ah, yes. I suppose Lily is right, you'll have to practice after detention is over, I'm afraid... Now! Today you'll each be writing an essay about who you are, why you're in detention, and how you'll approve you're behaviour from now on."

The blonde girl dropped her head against the desk, a loud bang echoing over the room.

The boy in the leather jacket barked a laugh, "I think you just bored Mckinnon to death, Sir."

#breakfast club but british and with more ppl (i put marauder characters into the archtypes but also wanted to add lily & peter)#i also want to add dorcas but idk how to fit them into the dynamic so might not #sirius as the criminal & marlene as the basket case and they're friends (cause i firmly believe allison and bender were friends beforehand)#james is the jock (like the other two i made that fairly obvious)#mary is the princess (and her and james are exes)#remus is the nerd (you might have thought peter was. but he is not.#sirius doesn't ONLY pick on nerds. he's a very fair mean guy. picks on everyone (like bender does. but even fairer)#lily is the teachers pet (we dont have class presidents but she's basically that)#<- and her and james are rivals.#and peter is the art kid (very much keeps to himself/only hangs out with other art kids)#marauders era #marauders #marauders au #james potter #marlene mckinnon #sirius black #mary macdonald #lily evans #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #my writing

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moonyswarmsweaters · 30 days

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going to go ask my friend to go buy the same gay book together, read, and discuss

wish me luck!

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lilyevansmywife · 1 year

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James: sometimes you do everything right but don't get what you want

Regulus: James I repeat one more time I will not kiss you on the quidditch field instead of preparing for exams!!!

James: but Reggie!!!!!!!

#reggie is nerd #james wants to kiss so badly #jegulus #im james potter simp #james and regulus #james x regulus #james loves regulus #dead gay wizards #harry potter marauders #marauders #marauders headcanon #james potter #regulus black #starchaser

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ace-t-fic · 2 years

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Chaotic cupid dial 800-sir-uisb

Severus: I love you!

James: *beaming nervously* y-y-you love me?

Severus: *suddenly death griping James's quidditch robes*

Severus: someone's poisoned me...*patting James chest & arms* Merlin, your biceps..

Siruis in the background: *maniacally laughing and running away, dropping empty bottles of veritaserum.*

#jeverus #snames #jpss #james potter/severus snape #james x severus #siruis is still unhinged but he's a good bro with slightly illegal pratices #friends to lovers type beat joke and nerd type beat #i meant jock but james is kinda a joke when it comes to love so I'll take it

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loony-loopy · 6 months

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Hot Take

why don't people ship Remus and James???

the sun and the moon anyone...? no? Quidditch jock and werewolf nerd...? no? i mean it was probably james that decided to become animagi, and if you'll recall sirius was like super insensitive to remus being a werewolf... no?? no one??? ok...

#marauders #harry potter #books #moony #prongs #moony x prongs #remus lupin #james potter #remus lupin x james potter #siriusly why is this not a ship???#sun x moon #jock x nerd #like how do we all agree that remus was james' first kiss but we dont ship them???

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static-radio-ao3 · 9 months

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@jegulus-microfic // august 25 // prompt: gold // words: 453

March 8th, 1986

“Come on, James,” Regulus calls out from the hallway, “we can’t be late!”

“Reg, darling, angel, the sun hasn’t even set yet. I’m sure we won’t miss it.” James is still tugging on his shoes, hopping a little in place to not lose his balance completely.

“See, this attitude is the reason why you missed your Mind Healer’s exam last year,” Regulus intones. He shifts the picnic basket he’s holding to his other hand so he can reach out to grab James by the elbow to keep him steady.

“I distinctly remember being late because someone kept me up at night.”

James has his shoes on, moving swiftly to pull his coat and striped scarf off the hook. Silver and green, because even though Gryffindor pride never dies, James likes belonging to Regulus more.

“Slander and lies. I was only trying to tire you out so you’d sleep through the night,” Regulus says. When James opens his mouth to contradict him, Regulus says loudly, “But that’s not what we’re talking about right now. Hurry up.”

It only takes James another minute or so before he’s ready to go, during which Regulus continues to fret about being late, muttering under his breath that he should have known better than to shack up with a Potter.

Once they’ve settled on the grassy hill that would provide them the best view of the night sky, Regulus and James start pulling blankets, food, and a telescope out of the picnic basket Regulus had packed them after charming the basket with an Extension Charm.

And then they wait. The sun is setting in the background, casting Regulus in a warm glow. And Regulus talks. Tells James all about Halley’s Comet, how it’s only visible every 75 years or so. How Merlin himself probably saw this same comet in his lifetime. And James listens, perfectly content to exist in Regulus’ orbit.

It doesn’t take much longer for the sky to fully darken. Or maybe it does - James never keeps track of time if he can keep track of Regulus instead. And then it happens; Regulus is mid-sentence when the comet streaks across the sky, brightening up the dark night.

Regulus is completely entranced, gazing up at the meteor and its golden tail with unbridled excitement and adoration.

I love you, James thinks suddenly. They’ve said it to each other before - many times, even - but James keeps it to himself just this once. He doesn’t want to distract Regulus from this once-in-a-lifetime phenomenon. Although James secretly thinks their love is a once-in-a-lifetime phenomenon as well.

I love you, James thinks, and the thought is as clear in his mind as the bright meteor shooting across the sky.

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