#(also james and sirius can't go an hour apart so it keeps sirius from running off to find james in the middle of the date)

[enbysiriusblack]

wolfstar dates includes james potter. he's their moral support/third wheel/wing man

[daenysx]

i got bored so here are some modern!james potter headcanons;

um- sunshine energy at its finest!!

james is one of the prettiest boys you could ever see in your life

his smile lights up every room he walks in

he has to take extra five minutes every morning to fix his hair because he always puts his head wrong on the pillow and messes the shape of his thick, wavy hair

heavy sleeper!! (cutest though, sometimes he sleeps with his mouth open)

he's a morning person but he usually goes to bed early, claiming he has to get 8 hours of sleep

sleeps naked. to your delight.

he likes getting slow back scratches and massages, he is addicted to get kisses on his neck and his cheeks, he LOVES being babied

always runs hot even when the room is cold. he's generous too, he holds your cold body in his arms until you get warmer

i once wrote that he makes the best iced lattes in the morning, i still stand by it

he'd practice to be perfect at making your favorite drink (mine is iced latte so i had to say it-)

breakfast fan!!

he never leaves the apartment with an empty stomach, the worst he can do is take some snacks or fruits with him if he runs late

loves morning runs, morning walks, morning work outs, morning stretches. anything to wake his body up

and we probably all know this but james potter is the type of man who knows his body well

he looks good and he knows it

he also knows what he should do to take care of himself and his health

i mean he likes waking up early and starting his day, but he'll stay in bed with you if it means he'll get cuddles (especially when it's cold)

he tries to wake you up by bribing you with promises of a shower together and breakfast prepared by him

speaking of showers-

um- if you don't mind me being a little smutty here,

james potter loves eating you out

and he loves it more when he gets to wake you up to his mouth

and he does it again when he convinces you into shower

he does it for his own pleasure really

because it feels so good to keep his mouth on you and rubbing himself to soft blankets at the same time

this man is never- and i mean never ashamed of coming into his pants

like seriously, just think about it

he adores that feeling of falling apart for you, he doesn't even need to be touched

needy. and that's hot.

he makes noises in bed. never stays silent. always tells you how you make him feel.

he likes being called 'my love'

king of getting you flowers because 'they made him think of you'

he makes fun of his blurry sight every time he loses his glasses

he can't read for long (sleepy boy alert) but he likes it when you read a book out loud for him

tries to compete with remus on how many movies he can watch in a row without falling asleep

he loses of course

he complains about sirius' smoking (stop acting like a saint prongs) but he takes a few drags when he's too stressed

now that's the thing- james potter doesn't like to burden others with his stress

he keeps things to himself when he's not joking

his glossy eyes give him away though

precious boy

he blinks a few quick tears on your neck when it gets too much

let's keep going with happy james because i can't handle the thought of him being sad

the best hugger ever!!!

strong arms, broad chest, smells perfect, knows how to squeeze your body with the best amount of pressure

you forget everything when he holds you

he never pulls away from a hug first

just my dream guy

another thing- he is so proud of himself when you laugh at his jokes

has a group chat with remus and sirius

never stops sending memes, sometimes drives remus insane

his spotify playlists are so complicated because his music taste changes with every song

he wants you to choose the music every time you're in his car

guys- james potter brainrot is something else, i swear i love him so much

that's all for now, let me know if you'd like a part 2

[asunshinepuff]

Azkaban Can't Keep Us Apart

🌙 Hello! Well, this is a fic I'm very excited to be posting. We're back in the Marauder's Era today with some key future events, however, there's a twist.

This fic was inspired by a TikTok that my friend Hex sent to the discord and it just would not leave my head so, I'll link it here for you to watch if you want to see inspiration!

It's a little angsty at first, but don't worry, there's fluff! I promise!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy! You can also find this fic on Ao3! here’s the link if you prefer to read there 🌙

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Yorkshire, England. 1982.

Ultimately, the plan was simple in theory.

Break into Azkaban unnoticed.

Find Sirius’ cell and destroy the lock.

Avoid the Dementors.

Escape the prison in the middle of the sea.

And find a safe place to hide until proof of Sirius’ innocence is uncovered.

Executing this plan, however, is much more complicated.

Even though breaking an inmate free from his cell is incredibly illegal, he was also attempting to break in and escape what was considered an inescapable prison. Not to mention, any word that a werewolf accomplished this— would practically lead to his execution.

Consequences be damned, Remus didn’t care. He was not going to let Sirius grow mad inside those dreary walls. It wasn’t fair for him, neither was it fair for Harry. James wouldn’t have wanted his brother locked away.

It’s been three days. Three full days since Halloween. Without hearing the joyful laughter of the Marauders altogether. Without Sirius by his side. Some said that the Marauder’s friendship was unbreakable, that not even death could surpass it. In hindsight, it seemed almost a foolish belief.

There was still something that didn’t sit right with Remus, as there was no way the man he loved would have betrayed their old friends. It just doesn’t seem logical. Sirius was loyal to his friends, their found family. Especially James.

Was this the catalyst that led to Remus spending these past two days, when not caring for Harry, researching and planning a perfect escape?

He wouldn’t deny it.

Sooner than he would’ve liked, nightfall was upon him. And as Remus tucked Harry into his crib, keeping the nightlight on since the toddler was afraid of the dark, he only hoped that Harry wouldn’t be plagued by nightmares while he’s gone.

Mentally running through the detailed plan for the fiftieth time in what seemed to be the past hour, then subconsciously casting the necessary—albeit slightly altered— silencing and invisibility spells, and taking hold of the bag he packed in case of emergency, Remus knew he was ready. Now was the time.

With a crack and a pop, the warm cottage that he called home disappeared, and the cliffs of the North Sea were before him.

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Azkaban, North Sea.

There was nothing warm or welcoming about where he now resided.

Three days had passed, at least that’s what he thought.

Today would be his birthday. And he wasn’t ever going to celebrate again.

Two of his best friends were dead, one of which was practically his brother, his godson —merlin he cannot even call the boy that anymore— will never have his parents, and the man he loved, now forever stuck alone with the living knowledge of his “betrayal” and forced to transform into a wolf every full moon.

Remus John Lupin, His Moony. Even thinking about what he must be feeling and has been going through the past three days makes his heart clench in longing. At least he has Harry now, but would the little boy be enough? He wished he could see him again, wished he could explain, maybe Remus doubted what happened, maybe he could’ve found out the truth.

But no. There’s no way…

Remus’ name echoes like a soft mantra within his head, in an effort for him to stay alive. To stay sane. To be a motivation for escape.

Re

Rem

Remus

Moony

Moons

Lupin

Remus

Rem

Re

For the first time in three days, he breaks down in silent tears, rather than the maniacal laughter that had graced the dreary walls of the prison. The sudden echoing sound of metal colliding harshly against the walls causes his head to snap up with a gasp.

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There was nothing warm or welcoming about where Sirius now resided.

The exact opposite of Sirius himself, Remus noted.

Azkaban’s inner workings had been warded off against apparition, which was one particularly bothersome factor. And so, the rocky cliffs trembled beneath his feet from the sheer force of the dark precarious waves. Cascading amongst the sides of the triangular prison in a torrential storm. Ice-cold walls lined the dark and gloomy residence, whilst the broken desperate cries of inmates could be heard. The sweet release of death was coveted by many, but given to few.

Remus' heart sinks at the thought of Sirius being imprisoned for so long that he joins the cries. He could only imagine what sort of cruel memories the dementors would leave him with. How much happiness would be forever stolen, the light of it snuffed out into eternal darkness.

Time seemed endless, as he walked through the grim building— doing his best to ignore the sharpness in his ears, the dark magic seemingly etching to his skin. Through faint scent alone he tries to find Sirius’ cell. Until at last, he spots him. Crying near silent tears, it was heartbreaking to see the man he loved in this state. If only there was more he could’ve done three— no. He will not go down the path of guilt again.

This was it, he had to make it count.

Raising his wand, he quietly whispers silencio bombarda and casts in the direction of the cell door. The door slams open, the echoing sound of metal colliding harshly against the stone walls reverberating throughout the halls.

He watches Sirius’ head snap up, his mouth parting in a silent gasp of surprise. Despite the painful few days, he still looked the same. Medium length raven black hair, pale skin, and bright grey-blue eyes which shimmered with the lining of tears.

Sirius slowly stands, peeking out into the hall, “Who’s there..?”

Remus quickly removes the invisibility spell that has kept him hidden, and amber eyes meet wide grey-blue.

“...Remus?”

Remus smiles, and as if pulled by an invisible string, he finds himself enveloped in Sirius’ warmth. Familiar soft hands cup his cheeks, a thumb whipping away the tears he hadn’t realized had begun to fall.

“You’re real?! This isn’t a dream?!” Sirius whispers in shock.

Remus nods, unable to stop smiling, “I’m getting you out of here.” He chuckles quietly, “I’m sorry it took so long.”

Sirius shakes his head, touching his forehead to Remus’, “You’re here… you believe me? I swear Remus I- I wouldn’t ever betray our friends. I-”

Shushing him quietly, Remus briefly closes his eyes, unable to let this be a dream any further. This is reality. “I know, I know.”

Tensing, Remus catches the approaching sound of a dementor. So with great reluctance, he pulls away in favor of casting the invisibility spell again— when a hand covers his own.

“Don’t, I want to see you…”

Remus sighs softly, giving Sirius a comforting smile, “I’ll be right beside you.” He squeezes Sirius’ hand still in his own for emphasis.

With a pause, Sirius reluctantly nods, and suddenly he can no longer see himself nor Remus. A squeeze of his hand and pull of his arm, tying him back to reality. Time seemed endless, as they walked through the grim building. Each other’s presence is the only form of comfort.

When they reach the apparition point, Remus holds him close. Both reluctant to ever let go again. With a crack and a pop, the cliffs of the North Sea disappeared, and the warm cottage that he called home was before him.

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[wolfstarstuff]

"I can't believe we broke the bed" (Wolfstar) They may be Wizards in the midst of training for a possible war, but are still teenagers in their sixth year at Hogwarts. And teenagers do stupid things, like Pajama Parties... and with that, Spin the Bottle.

“I can’t believe we broke the bed”

There was no way to tell who looked more shocked, Sirius Black or Remus Lupin. The broken bed belonged to Severus Snape, who was nowhere to be found for the boy’s sake. In fact, Slytherin’s dorm was pretty empty in a kinda suspicious way, but none of the boys could give a flying rat’s ass about that - at least for now -, since their priority was to leave the bedroom as soon as they could.

Earlier in that day.

James Potter thought that would be a great idea to throw a sleepover on his dorm that night. Things had gotten so stressful lately with the possible war coming, and the excessive training - not to mention the upcoming tests -, so he came across this brilliant idea, and decided to call a few of the closest friends to join him and try to have some fun, or at least try.

Sirius, Remus, Lily, Marlene, Peter, Arthur, Molly, Frank, Alice, Dorcas and a few more colleagues were invited, and effectively showed up in the agreed time. Each one of them was in charge of bringing something to eat and something to drink. There were every flavor beans, chocolate frogs, chips, rolls and everything that they had manage to sneak up after the diner that night. Sirius and James were in charge of bringing the drinks, such as butterbeer, green ale, and even whisky, wine, vermouth and rum they dad bought some time ago from a guy in Hogsmeade, and kept safe until the perfect occasion came up, and that was it, the perfect occasion to open up those beverages.

They tried to keep it quiet to avoid bringing attention to the boys dorm, but everyone knew how noisy they actually were, so half an hour past on the pajama party and they were already singing, pillow fighting and considering playing some games beside exploding snap and snitch snatcher!, when Sirius suggested spin the bottle. The great majority there seemed to like the idea, so the boy explained the rules and everyone sat in a big circle on the floor, crossed legs and no idea of what would happen next.

First to spin the bottle was Peter. He challenged Arthur to make a quick lapdance on Molly and that was incredibly funny, because none of them knew exactly how to react, since they weren’t even close to be drunk.

The second one was Sirius, that challenged Marlene to pick someone on the circle and make out with them, and for his surprise she picked him, and the next thing happening was the two of them making out right there while the others watched, James yelling “You go pads!” and Remus trying so much not to look at them that he could open a hole on the bottle with only his stare. 

The third one was Arthur, that had James admitting he had a crush on Lily Evans, and literally no one there was a little bit surprised. He was not that good hiding his feelings, according to his friends.

The game continued, Remus was challenged to drink the rest of the vermouth remaining in the bottle, but he simply couldn’t get really drunk, his metabolism was unbelievable and everyone got really disappointed when he told them about it. Sirius was visibly drunk and finding everything really funny. Dorcas and Peter had their clothes swapped due to a challenge. Arthur had magical flames on his hair and molly had a green colored skin, that changed accordingly to her feelings. Lily’s turn to spin the bottle.

“I challenge Remus and Sirius to…” she took a brief pause, the boys were relaxed, thinking nothing really bad or humiliating could come from her. “break into Slytherin’s common room, go on Severus’ bed and, maybe make out? Yeah, that would be nice.”

The room fell in a ringing silence. 

“That… Is the… That is the most evil thing anyone could ask. Didn’t know you held such a grunge, Evans.” James was slowly clapping as Lily grinned and glared from Remus to Sirius, waiting. 

“I-I-I-we… We can’t do that, Merlin, that would-” Remus started but got interrupted middle sentence when Sirius passed his arm around him and yelled. “WE WILL DO IT. FOR YOU, EVANS.”

Everyone was really excited with the idea of that happening. James lent his invisibility cloak so they could sneak up into the room without anyone noticing them, but that was all.

The two boys could go inside the common room when Narcissa, Sirius’ cousin entered the place. They were very careful not to let anyone bump into them, and with them I mean Remus. Sirius wanted to go straight up to Severus bedroom and get things done, but the other insisted in waiting until things were calmer.

A few minutes had gone by, and the boys managed to find the right room. It was very different from their own dorm, but there was no time to discuss it. The important thing was that there was no one around. No one at all. The silence was starting to disturb the very nervous Lupin when Sirius took off the cloak, snorting.

“This place is pathetic. We could tear some things apart, or spell some casts here and there–” he started, but Remus grabbed him by the arm and pulled him closer.

“It’s too risky to play around, they can arrive at any moment now… We should… We should d-do something to make Lily think we did something and… and then we can return fast enough to the dorm-” Remus was speaking very quickly, rubbing his hands in a nervous act and couldn’t help but glare at any point of that bedroom that wasn’t the friend in front of him.

Sirius noticed very fast how tense Remus was, but the grin on his face wouldn’t vanish. He was a little bit drunk and filled with courage and determination, if he didn’t do anything right there, he wouldn’t be able to do it after, probably. So he started moving towards Remus, agreeing with whatever he was saying with a soft head shake now and then, and when the other bumped into Snape’s bed, Sirius finally answered.

“Why don’t we simply do as we were challenged to? I don’t wanna chicken out like this. Don’t you think Evans would know if we lied?” he started, and for Remus’ despair, he didn’t stop there. “Or you think she’s dumb enough to think we did something that fast?” 

There was no more room to escape behind Lupin, so it only took Sirius a small push to make the boy fall on the mattress, crawling over Remus the next instant.

“Good Goblings what are y–” Remus stopped mid-sentence when he felt Sirius hands running up from his belly to his chest from under his shirt. He winced and reached the other’s hair on the exact second he bit his neck. “You’re drunk Pads, get up!”

“I’m sober enough to know what I’m doing.” He pulled his face from the other’s neck and stared the dark eyes from a close distance.

“I don’t think so.” Remus replied, his face gained a reddish tone as things were happening. Sirius was certainly sober enough to realize Remus was not really pushing him aside nor telling him to stop because he didn’t want that. He only said he was drunk enough to think it over. The boy smirked and tucked a lock of his curled hair behind his ear. 

“I’m fine, believe me, and also, I saw your face when I was making out with Marlene earlier, and holy shit I didn’t think I’d ever see a jealous Moony.” Said that he waited some seconds just to appreciate how outraged Remus looked, and then leaned in for a kiss. The boy under him complained and cursed at first, and then slipped his hand to Sirius neck and continued the kiss. He wished he hadn’t told his friends about his metabolism, now he couldn’t blame the drinks on what was happening there.

They relocated and laid more comfortable on the bed while making out. Sirius was already shirtless and his fast fingers were undoing Remus shirt, while the other boy unzipped his jeans. At this point, Remus was on top, pulling the other’s pants, but that changed when Sirius grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him on his back again. It looked like a domination game, but both were really enjoying. Remus had already several hickeys on his skin, Sirius was not behind in this, too, his neck bruised by nails and teeth.

Remus chest was pitching, his breathe out of rhythm as Sirius reached his private parts underneath the boxer and started to massage it. Black gave the impression of being really amused by his view. Biting his lower lip and lusting for Remus’ moans and groans, enjoying threatening the other and forgetting completely where they were at that exact moment.

When Remus reached his limit, it was his turn to switch places and top Sirius, maybe threaten him a little, but he may have used too much strength, because the next sound he heard was a loud crack, as the bed they were simply went down with a even louder sound.

“I can’t believe we broke the bed.” Sirius said, seeming amused and entertained more than concerned. He laughed as he threw a malicious glare towards Remus, that was definitely shocked and starting to panic. “I think someone was really excited, uh?”

Remus stared at him with, frowning and thinking he could have forgotten what was the current situation there. He adjusted his boxers and got up, ignoring Sirius’ protests, he started to dress himself. “He need to go immediately, before someone comes to check what happened.” And only then Sirius seemed to understand the facts. Both started to get dressed as fast as they could and when they finally finished, Remus covered their bodies with James’ cloak.

“How can we proof we did something to Snape’s bed, though?” Remus asked, and Sirius hurried to grab a broken wood plank from under the broken bed. “Okay, that may work.”

They had no idea of how much time they had spent in there, but they managed to get out Slytherin’s common room and to return to their own dorm, where half their friends were wasted from drinking, and the other half, Lily, Molly and Dorcas seemed to be worried as hell.

“No need to worry ladies and gentlemen, we survived. The challenge is completed and the revenge too. Thank you, thank you.” Sirius threw the cloak aside and bent over as he thanked for something Remus couldn’t possibly understand what it was. The boy handed Lily the broken plank and explained what had happened, which leaded to the three girls and Sirius laughing really hard as Remus stood there, too embarrassed to answer any of Lily’s questions as she stopped laughing to start questioning about the things that happened before the bed has broken.