#all so sirius could say that they’re dating in front of everyone

[mikalilys]

I forgot how fucking funny tcoptp is

Like both halloweens??? They have me cackling like James and Lily didn’t die in canon on halloween

And don’t even get me started on Remus’ 18th I can’t James and Sirius literally fighting on the floor over him and Mary omg I love her so much 😭

“Are you breaking up with us?”

“We never dated!”

“Liar!”

“You told me I was your one and only! Right after I let you eat me out on the common room fl—”

[lizard-on-a-window-pane]

hi!! this is the same anon from earlier and i saw you wanted to write for james potter. and i’m so sorry if you’ve done something similar. so maybe after a quidditch match, win or loss, all james wants to do is lie and bed with reader and hug her. but they’re not dating and he ends up confessing too, still tired, he doesn’t even realize he’s admitted his feelings

thank you again for your time:))

-can i be ‘🎀 anon’? lolol

hi lovely 🎀! thanks for your sweet words and adorable requests 😊 i hope you like it!

pairing: James Potter x reader tags: fluffy fluff, some angst, gn reader if you want word count: 1.9k

Cuddles and Confessions

So close. So bloody close. And to bloody Slytherin to top it off? The defeat stung worse than any other James could remember. 

As he lumbers back up toward the castle after the match, frustrated and furious, some Slytherin fans jeer at him from across the lawns. It pushes him over an edge, and he turns to — well, he’s not sure to what; berate them? beat them up? — a strong hand grabs his shoulder and turns him back around.

“Easy, mate. They’re idiots but they’re not worth it,” Sirius says easily. Sirius of all people being the voice of reason has James realizing maybe he needs to calm down. 

James falling into step with Sirius without a word, the two make their way back up to the castle. 

When they get to the common room, it’s packed with mad and sad-looking Gryffindors consoling each other, complaining about bad calls, bad-mouthing the Slytherins: a typical post-match defeat. 

“Thank Godric,” Sirius sighs, heading immediately to a small table stacked with firewhisky. He grabs two glasses, but James stops him before he fills the second one.

“No thanks, mate. Don’t really feel like the company,” he says, scanning the room. He admits to himself there is one face that would have made him stay, one person whose company was actually the only thing he wanted right now. But he doesn’t see you. So he stalks off, bounding up the stairs to his currently empty dormitory. 

He’s lying on his bed, tossing a ball up and down when he hears a soft knock. 

“What?” he yells, the harshness of his voice even surprising him a bit. Surprise shifts to horror when your beautiful, blushing face peeks around the door. 

“Hi, Jamie,” you say shyly. “I’m sorry. Sirius said you wanted to be alone. I should’ve listened. I didn’t mean to annoy you. I’ll just —” 

“Wait, wait, wait,” he rushes, going over to you and pulling you into his room. “I’m so sorry, love. Please don’t go.” 

You smile a bit at this, looking down at your feet before nodding slightly. 

“Ugh, I’m a prick. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you.” His voice is soft now, warm and enveloping as you look into his pleading eyes. 

“It’s okay,” you chuckle. “I get it. Rough night, huh?” 

“Yeah,” he chuckles, smiling for the first time all day. You had a way of bringing that out in him. 

“Want a hug?” you offer. He nods immediately, internally cringing for being so uncool in front of you.

“Yes please,” he half laughs. 

You step close to him, and even this increased proximity has him reeling. He can’t wait to feel your warmth around him, to smell your hair as he nuzzles into you. 

He’d been hoping to win tonight’s match for more reasons than one. He hated Slytherin for starters. He loved winning for seconds. But also, he had been hoping a Gryffindor victory party could be the perfect place to finally tell you how he feels about you. Firewhisky flowing, adrenaline pumping, maybe he’d finally have the courage he was supposed to have as a Gryffindor and tell you the truth. 

You bring your arms up around his shoulders, pulling him close to you, bringing one hand to his messy hair and scratching comfortingly. James’s large body immediately melts into yours. He hums into the crook of your neck, and you giggle. 

“Thanks for coming to check on me,” he whispers into your shoulder, holding you close. 

“Why would I want to be downstairs wallowing with everyone else when I could wallow with you?” you tease, pulling back slightly to be face to face again. He hates how much he just wants to pull you back into him. 

“Oh, I’m much better company than those wankers,” he plays along. 

“Yes, I’m sure. Seems you’re quite chipper from your greeting.” 

He cringes and whispers “sorry” again. You shake your head quickly, wanting him to know you’re only teasing. 

The silence stretches a bit too long, neither of you knowing what to say. It’s especially awkward because your hands are still on his shoulders, his on your hips. 

“So what were you doing?” you ask, coming up with nothing better. 

“Just lying in bed, wallowing,” he confesses. 

“Sounds fun,” you chuckle. You break apart from him, the tension becoming too much and head over to his bed, plopping down onto it. He laughs and follows, sitting close next to you. “What do you want to do?” you ask, your voice low. “I came to cheer you up, but I think I’m doing a bang up job so far,” you chuckle, scrunching your nose. 

Before thinking about it, James brings his hand up to your face, lightly tracing his finger down your nose for you to relax it. 

“You’re not,” he says earnestly. “I’m already better, just having you here.” He thinks he feels your face warm where his hand still caresses it but pushes the idea down, not wanting it to be wishful thinking. 

“So what do you want to do?” you ask again gently.

“Honestly?” he asks shyly. Nervous was a weird look on him, usually so cocky. 

“Of course,” you giggle in your warmest tones, wanting him to be open with you, relishing in the intimacy you seemed to be building. 

“I want to keep lying in bed wallowing.” 

You stiffen immediately, chiding yourself for misreading his nerves. He wanted you to leave; that’s why he seemed shy. 

James sees — and feels — you tense at his words, and luckily for him, he realizes right away what you’re probably thinking. He continues before he can stop himself, dreading your leaving more than dreading saying something stupid. 

“With you,” he adds hastily. He feels himself blush, hates it, but pushes on. “I want to lie in bed and wallow… with you,” he repeats more softly. 

“Oh,” is all you can think to respond.

“I mean, just hang out, you know. I just… you just… I just like hanging out with you. And even just your hug made me feel better,” he rambles sweetly. 

You smile and pull away from him a bit. Before he can be disappointed, though, you’re pulling him with you as you shuffle further back onto the bed, lying down and bringing him horizontal with you by the shoulder. 

You’re lying next to each other, both tense, facing the ceiling, your sides grazing but nothing more. You look over at him, and he looks at you, and you both look away like idiots. 

You take a deep breath, reminding yourself he literally just told you he wanted to be here with you, clinging to that to give you the courage for what you were about to do. You turn toward him and bring your hand up to his hair. His eyes snap to yours. First they show shock but that quickly melts to adoration. Then they show nothing at all as they close in comforted bliss. You chuckle softly and see the corners of his mouth tug up at the sound. 

“Feels nice,” he whispers.

“Yeah?” you whisper too. He just nods. 

You shuffle closer to him, and he turns his body towards yours. Your arm is cramped now between your two close bodies, so you do the reasonable thing for comfort, you tell yourself, and wrap your arm under his shoulders. His face coming to the crook of your neck, you miss the huge smile that breaks out on it at the contact. 

He’s lying on your shoulder now, the rest of his body flush with yours. Your arm is around him, your hand coming up to continue playing with his hair. James brings his arm over you, hugging you close, and you place your arm on top of his. 

It crosses James’s mind that friends don’t cuddle. But he stops his internal monologue in time to savour the moment rather than over-analyse it, which he’s bound to do later.

You just lie there in silence for  a bit, the tension having eased considerably. 

In your warm, comfortable cocoon, you bring your face closer to the top of his head on your shoulder and nuzzle him a bit. He just hums in response. 

“You’re comfy,” he says. It sounds muffled, his mouth squished against your shoulder. You laugh, and it shakes him up and down the slightest bit. 

James loves the feeling of your vibrating chest just below him. He can’t help himself and tickles you where his hand rests near your ribcage. You laugh louder. You hold down his arm to stop him and playfully shake him off a bit to protect yourself from more tickling. His grip tightens in response, and he’s almost on top of you by the time he’s done adjusting himself. 

“No, no, don’t go,” he chuckles. “I’ll stop.” 

Your laughter has mostly subsided, but your voice is raspy as you respond, “Promise?” He nods into your shoulder. “Fine. I’ll stay if you behave.” 

He laughs, squeezes you, whispers, “Promise.”

Any tension that had been left has dissipated completely, and you fall into easy chat as you hold each other close. Your hand continues playing with his hair, tugging it when he says something stupid. His arm draped over you occasionally squeezing you more tightly whenever either of you says something nice. You go over the highlights of the match, lamenting the result. Without realizing it, you start talking about any and everything else, and by the time the conversation lulls for the first time, both of you chuckling lightly, James wonder how much time has gone by. Not enough, he thinks to himself, wishing this would go on forever. 

The quiet, your hand in his hair, your warmth radiating around his body, it all soothes him into a half slumber. It washes over him how exhausted his body is from the match, how tense it had been from the fury at its result.

“This is nice,” he slurs. 

“Mmhmm,” you hum. 

“I’m not even mad anymore.” He sounds astounded even in his sleepy tones. You chuckle. 

“Good.” 

“Mmmm. We’ll prank the Slytherins tomorrow. And I’ll think of another time to tell you how I feel.” Your hand halts its motions. James is still completely relaxed, and you realize he’s pretty much half asleep, not truly realizing what he’s saying.

You don’t want to take advantage of him in this state, but you want to be honest with him too, and he clearly wanted to talk to you about whatever this was. 

So, you warmly whisper, “How do you feel, Jamie?”

“I love you,” he mumbles. You’re melting at his words, and you can’t wait till tomorrow to say them back. You shift your weight so you’re more facing James than under him, and this rattles him a bit more awake. His drowsy eyes are heavy initially but then they startle slightly. Before he can worry or regret, you hold his face gently in both your hands, your thumbs caressing his cheeks. 

“James…” He just looks deeply into your eyes, his eyebrows furrowed, not saying anything. “I love you, too.” 

His face shifts as if in slow motion. His eyebrows rise; his lips smile widely; his eyes crinkle.

“You love me?” He sounds equal parts giddy and disbelieving. 

“Yeah, I love you, you grump.” He chuckles. “You love me?” you echo.

He takes his time responding. Scanning your features adoringly. Eventually, finally, calmly and assuredly he says again, “I love you,” nodding as he closes the little distance between you. 

Your kiss is slightly awkward at first, your lips smiling automatically at his words before realizing they’re being called on to take on new, intoxicating shapes. 

[moonstruckme]

hi! i hope you're having a good day<3 i was wondering if you could write a remus x fem!reader where they aren't really dating but everyone knows they like each other (them included) where r has kinda mean friends? like, they leave her out of everything and she constantly feels bad about it. and ever time she tells remus he's like "you should drop them, you deserve better" and he's just trying to get her to see that she deserves better?

Thank you <3

modern au

Remus Lupin x fem!reader ♡ 736 words

Remus can feel a heaviness building where you sit on the couch next to him. 

He lets his eyes slide subtly in your direction, and you’re frowning at your phone. Not an upset frown, no pursed lips or drawn brows, just a slight downturn of the corners of your mouth. You look defeated, and Remus can’t abide it. 

“Everything alright, love?”

Predictably, you soften like butter at the endearment, and your expression as you turn to him is kind if not happy. “Yeah, I’m good,” you say, and Remus pretends not to know it’s a lie. He waits. Your eyes drop to his shoulder, one thumbnail picking at the other distractedly. “I just wish…I wish that if my friends were going to hang out without me, they’d at least not post so much about it.” 

A familiar ache starts up in his chest. “Oh no. What’ve they done?” 

You shrug like it’s little to you, but he sees the way you press your lips together, the faint redness creeping up from your neck. He hopes you don’t cry, if only to spare his delicate heart. 

“They’re all at Hannah’s place, I guess. Going to go see the new movie premiere.” You laugh. It sounds raw. “I actually asked them if they wanted to go do that tonight, and they all said they were busy.” 

The frailty of your voice works like glass shards, cleaving Remus clean open. “Darling,” he says, and he doesn’t care that you’re not official enough to acknowledge the endearment in its full capacity. You both know he means it well enough. His hand slides atop yours the way one tempers one ingredient by adding a tiny bit of another before the rest. You soften at his touch, and Remus goes all the way, curling his arms under yours to give your back a firm squeeze. “I know you’re sick of hearing it from me, but they really don’t deserve you.” 

A tiny drop of warm wetness slides from your face to his shirt. His own fault, really, but if a good cry is what you need he’s ready to indulge you. “I just want to know what it is about me that makes me so terrible to be around,” you weep, and Remus crushes you to his front unthinkingly, a protective ire swelling within him. He wishes he could go to your friend’s house and give these girls a talking-to right now, but you probably wouldn’t thank him for it. He settles for dragging his palm up and down your back, hip to shoulder and back again. 

“Don’t say that,” he pleads with you. 

“I know, I’m sorry.” Your sigh is a stilted, shuddering thing. “I’m putting you in an awful position. I don’t mean to fish for compliments.” 

“I know,” he promises, his hand stopping where Remus can feel your heart beating through the material of your shirt. “And I’m not saying it out of any sense of obligation, but you really are lovely to be around. I mean” —he pulls back so you can see his face, hoping the sincerity in it will make some headway against your self-doubt— “would I be here if you weren’t?”

You give him a small smile, thin-lipped. “You’re very nice.” 

Remus laughs, wrapping his fingers around your upper arms and barely restraining himself from trying to shake some sense into you. “I’m not that nice. But okay, Sirius would never hang around anyone he didn’t actually like, can we agree there?” He takes your silence for acquiescence, and, with a gentle smile, goes on. “Every one of our friends sees how kind, and smart, and lovely you are. They” —he shoots a pointed look at your phone— “are the only ones who don’t. That’s how I know you’re not the problem, sweetheart,” he says, softer now. “They are.” 

You look him in the eyes as you take a deep breath. This one goes in and out steadier than the last, and some of the tension in his own chest eases. “Thank you,” you tell him. 

Remus can’t help himself; he pulls you in for another hug, selfish to his core. “No thanks necessary,” he says firmly.

“I guess the only thing to do,” you say, voice muffled against his shoulder, “is to stop trying to make plans with them and hang out exclusively with you.” 

Remus laughs. He doesn’t hate the sound of that.

[winters-on-the-wing]

safe - a jily oneshot

Lily wasn’t the kind of person to flinch upon being touched. Sure, she didn’t like being manhandled or grabbed without warning, but she could compose herself well enough to keep fear from showing in her face or body. It was what she had to do. If she expressed that she was afraid, then it would only make her that much more vulnerable. Lily had long learned to train her nerves. 

So then why did she shudder when she felt a cold hand firmly grasp her arm? 

“Lily, what is going on with you?” Severus implored, his dark eyes wild with a strange, feral kind of fright, “First, I’m hearing all of these insane rumors, and now you’re late to class. You’re never late to class, Lily.” 

“Hold on, what kinds of rumors have you been hearing?” Lily asked, sitting down beside Severus, in her favorite place at the front of the class, “You know by now not to listen to stupid rumors.” 

“These rumors are different,” Severus practically snapped, “Everyone is saying that you’re dating Potter.” 

Severus spat the word like it was poison, and Lily couldn’t help but crack a smile. Now that she had let her guard down around James and their rivalry dissolved, she could fully see how silly it was that she and Severus had ever considered James an enemy. 

“Well, maybe that’s because I am,” Lily said cautiously, but the smile didn’t leave her face. Her green eyes twinkled as she thought about her new lover. “We made it official yesterday after the big Quidditch game. Neither of us like labels all that much, but we also couldn’t excuse calling each other friends after, well…it’s improper to talk about this sort of thing. Let’s compare homework. Did you get C for the second question?” 

Severus placed his hand on Lily’s, keeping her from taking her schoolbooks from her satchel. His grip around Lily’s hand tightened, and Lily realized with an odd sort of dread that though Severus’ hand was small, it was surprisingly small. 

“Lily, this isn’t some joke,” Severus hissed urgently, “You can’t be- you can’t be dating James Potter! He’s treated us like shit ever since we first got here! He doesn’t care about you, Lily!” 

“He has not treated us like shit,” Lily protested, “Sure, we’ve had our squabbles, but he doesn’t ever go too far. And he’s defended me. You’ve heard him defend me, Sev. Not even you have ever defended me the way he does every day.” 

“He doesn’t mean it, Lily!” Severus snapped, and Lily’s eyes widened. She froze as Severus continued. “He’s a Pureblood, obviously, he doesn’t mean anything he’s saying! He’s just pretending so he can seem like a hero and get close to you! You know how James and Sirius and them are. Everything they do is a fucking act. So that people will treat them like they’re the kings of the world!” 

“That’s not true, Sev!” Lily cried out the second she was able to get a word in, “I know he can tease sometimes, but he’s a good person. He makes me feel…well…he makes me feel safe, Severus. Nobody’s made me feel like that before.” 

“Seriously, Lily?” Severus demanded. “I’ve never made you feel safe before? I’ve been protecting you since the day we met!” 

Lily winced as Severus’ grip on her arm tightened, and her skin reddened underneath the growing cruelty in his hand. 

“You’re certainly not making me feel safe now!” she shot back, yanking at her arm to try and take it back from Severus’ oppressive grip. “You’re being ridiculous! How does my relationship with James have anything to do with you? I can be his girlfriend and your friend at the same time, can’t I?” 

“No you can’t, Lily! You don’t get it!” Severus’ eyes glinted with something sinister. It made Lily’s skin crawl. “I just don’t understand how you can’t see it. I’ve been there for you, I’ve supported you, I’ve given you everything, Lily! Who else would do that for a Mudblood?” 

The world froze as Lily realized what this all was about. It was never about James. It was never even about Severus. It was about her, and what flowed in her veins. What rushed in her ears in this very moment. 

“You said you would never call me that again.” 

Lily’s voice was heavy and thick with fear. She felt frozen, like she couldn’t move a muscle. This wasn’t like Lily. Usually, when she was afraid, she couldn’t stop moving. She couldn’t fathom why the same was not happening now. She wanted to run. She wanted to be away from Severus and those eyes, which burned with hatred for not Lily, but for what she was. 

“Why does it matter?” Severus challenged, “It’s what you are. Nothing’s going to change that. You’re a real slut, Lily, leading me on like this, making me think that we had something. I know exactly what you are. You’re a fucking gold digger. First, you wanted to be near me because of my status. And then, someone richer came along, a Pureblood at that. You just want to take from men, whatever you can. Whatever they have. If you think this is some sort of rebellion against the system, you’re dead wrong! Nobody else would genuinely do this for you, nobody else would genuinely let you pretend that you’re an equal! You’re a slut, Lily Evans, and I don’t care who hears it because it’s true!” 

A loud crack resounded, echoing off the walls of the classroom. The other buzzing of conversations stopped as all eyes turned to the front of the room. Standing before Lily was James Potter. All six feet of James Potter. Lily was transfixed, unable to stop staring at his eyes. James’ eyes were big and brown, always gentle. Always reverent. They twinkled with a childlike innocence and a mischievous impishness. But none of that was present now. James’ eyes, his big brown eyes, were glimmering with unbridled rage. 

Severus was huddled on the floor, clutching the side of his face. Tears sprang from the corners of his eyes almost immediately. James did not falter or frown. His glare was red-hot. 

“You’re lucky I didn’t punch your throat,” James spat, “Calling Lily such a name. You know, Lily told me that you’re her best friend, so I decided coming in today that I would try to be nice to you. But I forgot one thing. It’s impossible to be nice to a bigot, Snivellus.” 

James kicked Severus in the side, causing the boy to whimper and scramble to his feet, running out of the room, no doubt towards the infirmary. The rest of the morning went by in a blur. James was yelled at. He was sentenced to detention. 200 house points were taken. And then, 100 house points were given. For standing up for equality. Lily felt James stroke her hair and ask if she was alright, but her tongue felt numb. She could not speak. Finally, after a few minutes of concentrated thawing, she whispered in the smallest, shakiest voice. 

“You didn’t have to do that, James.” 

And suddenly, James’ eyes were the same gentle brown eyes that Lily had fallen in love with. He looked shocked and confused, and his head tilted to the side. Lily was almost tempted to laugh at how innocent James looked. He seemed unable to fathom what Lily had said, and when he responded, his voice was rich with devotion. 

“Yes, I did.” 

His hands held Lily’s arms, and she felt no fear, even though James’ hands were much bigger than Severus’. His hold was so impossibly tender. Lily felt like a glass figurine, like something that was worth handling delicately. And it made her feel…safe. Lily was safe again.

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inspired by a conversation with @fauna-flora11

i hope you guys enjoyed! i know the fic is pretty indulgent, but i just wrote it for fun!

[gigglesandfreckles-hp]

If accepting drabbles/prompts, here’s one:

Jily Drabble(): “Mum! Dad! I’m in love!” said James Potter, enthusiastically and for everyone to hear.

a jily prompt? why the heck not!!!

They’ve already been idling outside of the pub for the better part of ten minutes. “I can’t do it,” Peter says, chewing at his lips. He still looks a little green from when he puked in the bushes only moments before. “My mum’s already going to kill me for being out so late without telling them.” “And I need to get this one home,” Sirius says, practically holding Remus’s entire body weight up. “I could take Remus home,” Lily suggests, beginning to feel panicked. “He could side-along with me and you could take Potter and—” “Moony lives in Wales, Evans. We don’t have a portkey and it’s too far to side-along. We’re gonna take a train.” “I could do that,” she says quickly. “It’s no trouble.” Sirius shakes his head, adjusting Remus’s limp arm as Remus murmurs incoherently into Sirius’s shoulder. “He’s the worst drunk of all of us. I’ve got it.” “But—” Sirius glances over at James. “Just drop him in the front lawn, Evans.” “I can’t just—” James makes a noise that sounds something like a scoff. Maybe. “Don’t dump me in…lawn?” Sirius gives Lily a Look, proper noun, and she knows she’s lost this battle. He really can’t be left to get himself home safely. She doubts he’s ever ridden in a cab or she’d offer to just pay for that. No, it seems the only option here is for her to apparate him to his house. His parents likely aren’t even awake. It’ll be fine. “Evans,” Sirius says firmly. “This is a ‘girlfriend duty.’” Lily flushes. “I’m not—” James wraps an arm around Lily’s waist and pulls her—or rather pulls himself—closer. “Could be,” he says, and Lily doesn’t need to look at him to know he’s pouting. “Wait, you’re dating now?” Peter asks, eyes wide. Sirius shuts his eyes and uses his free hand—the hand that isn’t responsible for Remus still being upright—to rub at his temple. “Keep up, Wormtail. No, they’re still not dating. But also no, they still haven’t mastered a Silencing Charm to spare the rest of us from hearing what they get up to while somehow not dating.” Lily’s face deepens to a deeper crimson shade while James giggles—actually giggles—at her side. Remus groans loudly, prompting Lily to sigh in resignation. “I need a description of the house,” she says, prying James’s hand from wandering up the back of her shirt. “It’s in Godric’s Hollow,” Sirius replies. Lily frowns. “But I thought he lived—” “Renovations,” he offers as an explanation. “They have a small cottage in Godric’s Hollow. The Potters lived there when they first got married. Anyway, it’s in West Country. There’s a church just up the street. You’ll know it when you see it.” “I’ll know it when I…” “I’m right ‘ere,” James mutters, his hand still fiddling with the hem of Lily’s jumper. “I know what…own house looks like.” “Well, there you go,” Sirius says with a smirk. “He knows what own house looks like.” “Piss off, Pa’foot.” Lily takes hold of James’s hand and starts steering him away from the pub they’ve just been kicked out of, since it closed over half an hour ago. “O-kay, Potter. Let’s go on an adventure.” continue reading on ao3

[stupidstrawberrystars]

Okay! I have this fic idea. Wolfstar and Jegulus. Ready? 

So, Remus and Sirius have been on/off dating since Hogwarts. They’re currently off and have been for the last year, the longest break they’ve had so far. 

Regulus didn’t go to Hogwarts, and runs into Sirius one day at a cafe and they get to catching up. Regulus and James flirt but, despite prompting from Regulus, James won’t ask him out. 

So once the brothers are vibing, maybe a month after re-meeting, Sirius introduces Regulus to Remus and they hit it off. Platonic Moonwater is living it up.

And then Regulus decides to introduce his friends to his brother and the others. They get along alright(ish) but Remus really hits it off with everyone (mostly…)

So Remus starts hanging out with the Slytherin Skittles more often. 

Say like 2-3 months later and they’re all hanging out (Skittles and Remus) and Barty goes, “I’m the opposite of gullible, I never fall for your shit Regulus” after some conversation about Regulus’ tricks.

And it gives Regulus an idea. 

So later that night when they’re alone, Regulus comes to Remus with said idea. 

There’s a fancy social event happening in like two weeks that Regulus is invited too. And he’s got a plus one. So he suggests Remus and him go as a “couple“ to prank Barty. And Regulus isn’t supposed to know Barty will be there (you can thank Evan for telling him) so it’ll seem like Remus and Regulus are just trying to get away from everyone and be together in secret. 

Remus is in since he’s been finding Barty a bit annoying and wants to prove that he is gullible. Plus he’s doubting Sirius intent behind his recent flirting with Remus and he could use a fun night out to distract himself. 

So they go. They go and they trick Barty so fast it’s laughable… but Regulus has been weird all night. He keeps sneaking glances at the door to the big fancy room they’re in, and 30 minutes ago he asked Remus if it’d be alright if they kissed to fuck with his homophobic boss who’s here… except they still haven’t done it? And Regulus isn’t super touchy.

Just when Remus is about to ask what’s going on, Regulus turns to him and announces they must kiss. And they do.

It’s alright. Regulus makes some joke about Sirius’ pining making more sense now he knows what a good kisser Remus is. And Remus doesn’t even get to ask about the “pining” because from the other side of the room, a very familiar voice yells “WHAT THE FUCK?”

And then Sirius and James are stood in front of Remus and Regulus.  

Oh. That’s why he’s been watching the door. Regulus knew Barty would tell James, to be a pain, and that these two would come here and see their kiss and then, what? Beg for them back? 

Regulus played Remus. The genius.

Anyway, Sirius starts talking, contradicting himself every next sentences, going from saying he’s happy for them and doesn’t want to lose them, to calling them names and accusing Regulus of backstabbing him. Then he leaves. James whispers, “I should’ve asked sooner Reg. Taken my head out my arse. I’m sorry.” And follows Sirius. Clearly Barty told them what they told him. They’ve “been together” for two months.  James and Sirius both thought him and Regulus were an actual real couple. 

Remus freezes for a moment but then he heads to the exit to follow them, Regulus close behind. And Remus shoots him a look. An annoyed one.

So they get outside and before Sirius and James can get in a taxi, Reg yells “WE’RE NOT DATING YOU DICKS!” 

Sirius turns around and silently walks over to Regulus with the most murderous look on his face. And whispers “What?”

Then Remus decides to interject, “We’re not dating. For the record though, we could. You two have been fucking hopeless at communicating with us. Hell, we’ve been broken up over a year Sirius.”

And Sirius turns to Remus, and with a slightly raised but wobbly voice, he answers, “We’ve been on and off again since we started dating Remus. We weren’t supposed to end on OFF. I still have the fucking ring I was going to give you before you broke up with me, it’s in the corner of my room. And while you’ve been kissing my brother, I’ve been planning a big gesture to ask you out again for months. Fuck, I was going to do it next week. The anniversary of when we met.” 

(btw Remus broke up with Sirius but because Sirius was pulling away and they weren’t talking. They’re at equal fault but where Remus has been trying to talk, Sirius has been brushing it off and just flirting). 

But long story short, Remus kisses Sirius and they’re all happy again. Oh and they agree to get some couples therapy. Cause that’s always important. 

Then James makes his cutesy speech, going all, “I should’ve gotten over myself sooner” and “I wanted to make it perfect” and “I thought maybe you didn’t actually like me and just liked out flirting thingy” and, after some torture from Regulus, pretending to say no, they hook up too.

And everyone’s happy :) 

[jmagnabo92]

PW2024 - Day 6 - The Obvious Choice

@prongsfootweekarchive

Prompt - Everyone Assumes (that they're together)

Three times everyone assumes James and Sirius are together and the one time that they actually are together.

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***

The one thing about James and Sirius’ friendship that neither of them have an issue with is boundaries.  Most people would say that it’s weird that they’re always so affectionate or that they share everything, but it doesn’t feel that way to them.

It’s normal.  It’s them.

They’re best mates.  

They don’t even think anything of their behavior until someone points it out to them when they assume that they’re together not just best mates.

***

The first time that happened was during seventh year:

James had finally gotten to the point where he thought that he could ask Lily out, and Sirius being the supportive best mate he is, encourages him.  

The encouragement prompts James to stop Lily while they’re outside the Portrait Hole after one of their heads shifts.  

“So, Lily, things have been better between us this year, yeah?” James asks, a lead-in seeing if she might be receptive.

Lily hums.  “Yes, you’ve grown up and chilled out and it has made it easier to be your friend.”

James smiles.  “Yeah, I really have changed since Sirius –”

“Became your boyfriend?” Lily asks, with a laugh.  “Nothing like love to mellow a bloke out.”

“What?” James asks.  

He’d meant that since Sirius had to run away, and he realized that the bubble he’s in was going to pop with a war out there sobering him up.   It’s part of why they both started focusing on preparing themselves for the war rather than pranking.  It was time to grow up.

“Oh, don’t worry, I don’t think anyone’s going to give you a hard time about it.  We’re all supportive and I think it’s super sweet –”

“I’m not dating Sirius, Lily,” James states, cutting her off.  

“You’re not?” Lily asks, looking confused.

“No, we’re not dating.  We’re just friends.  I was actually building up to asking you out just now.”

“Oh.”

It’s clearly not what she was expecting, and honestly, James is too thrown off to ask now.  “You really assumed we were together?”

Lily shrugs.  “Everyone does, honestly.”

James hums, clearly, they don’t understand what it means to be best mates.  

Oh well.

***

The second time it happened, Sirius and James were at a bar:

They were celebrating the end of the war.  The two of them and all of their friends from the Order were pleasantly tipsy and just enjoying the fact that they managed to survive. 

Eleven years was a long time to be at war.

Now, they were free.

It came at a cost, of course, but freedom always does.  

Still, after a few drinks, James encourages Sirius to go get lucky with a bloke at the bar that he’d been eyeing up, and with a quick shot, he tries to do just that.

It starts off well.

Sirius knows just how to make a man do what he wants.  So, he flirts and teases, and then, just when he’s about to get lucky…

Things go to hell. 

Someone else who had clearly been watching him and James at their party, stalks over to him and the bloke and throws a drink in his face.

“What the bloody hell was that for?” Sirius demands wiping off his face on his shirt.  

“Cheating on your boyfriend right in front of him is absolutely disgusting, I was doing him and this man a favor,” the person says. 

“Boyfriend?  I don’t have a boyfriend,” he says, half to them and half to the man he’d been chatting up.

“Oh, yeah?  Well, then, what about that dark-haired man that’s been hanging all over you all night?”

“He’s my best mate – we’re just friends and he’s just affectionate.”  He turns to the bloke, who looks uneasy.  “I mean it, it really isn’t anything.”

The person that threw a drink in his face, scoffs and says, “Be smart, man.  You don’t want to get involved with that.”

Sirius glares at them.  “Why are you getting involved?  You don’t know me or James, so you should just run along now.”

The person roles their eyes and stalks away. 

Sirius takes a deep breath and turns back to the bloke.  

“Sorry, man.  You seem great, but they were right – I did notice that you were all over each other and if you’re not together, you probably should be and I’m not getting into that mess.”

The man takes his drink and walks away leaving a very disappointed Sirius behind.  

Guess he’s not getting lucky tonight.

***

The third time someone assumed they were together was after one of their double dates:  

James had thought that things were going well with his girlfriend.  Rose had been the first person that James had wanted to try with since Lily had assumed (and said no when corrected) that he and Sirius were together in seventh year.  After Lily, with the war going on, he and Sirius just figured that quick shags were better than long-term relationships. 

Since the war was over, they both had been trying to date more.  Sirius had his boyfriend and James had a girlfriend (even though they’re both bi). 

Since they lived together and loved hanging out together, there’s no reason that their partners shouldn’t understand that they need to love each other, too.

Hence the double date.

James thought it was going well.  He’s always happy to be spending time with Sirius and it seems like Rose and Jeff are getting along well, it was perfect.  

Until the end of the date.

He and Sirius were sharing a dessert since their dates didn’t want any and they share a look, before Jeff clears his throat.

“Listen, we like you both… a lot…”

“… but we really think that you two are clearly more into each other than you are into us…” Rose continues.

“That’s not true,” James attempts to reassure her, but his attempts are in vain.

“Look, if I were to walk in and not knowing anything about the four of us be asked who’s whose date, I’d say Rose and I, you and Sirius,” Jeff states, plainly.

“You’re way more into each other than us,” Rose offers.  “Bloody hell, the last date we had, you spent forty-five minutes talking about how proud you were that Sirius managed to fix up his motorbike and that you went on a ride down the coast and watched the sunset together.”

“That’s normal best mate stuff,” James tries, as Sirius looks at James and says, “Aw, Jay, you’re really that proud of me?”

“And there’s that,” Jeff offers.  “You’re looking at him like he said ‘I love you’ or something.  It’s just – it’s for the best that we save ourselves some heartbreak and end things now.”

Rose hums her agreement and they both stand.  “See you around.”

James should feel more upset, but he’s actually quite content.  He’d rather just hang out with Sirius anyway.  

He looks at Sirius, who shrugs and goes back to their dessert.  “Their loss.”

“Yeah, definitely.”

***

It didn’t take very long after that for James to realize and confess his feelings for Sirius and since everyone always assumes, neither of them thought that they needed to announce that they were together to their friends.  It’s not like much changed for them, so when they threw their annual New Year’s Eve party, they don’t think anything of being all over each other.

And they don’t think it’s anything that would even be noticed until James returns from getting them some drinks and plops himself in Sirius’ lap.  

“Thanks, Jay,” Sirius says, and kisses his cheek. 

James turns his head and kisses him on the lips.  It’s still a bit new, but he loves the way Sirius responds and would really love where this could go, but they’re interrupted by:

“What the fuck?  Now, you’re snogging?” Remus demands.  “Are you still going to say it’s ‘normal best mate stuff’?”

They reluctantly break apart.  

“Of course not, Remus,” Sirius states.

“Because we’re dating,” James explains.

There’s a beat where all they hear is the music for the party.

“Oh, thank Merlin,” Peter yells.  

“Finally, you two got your heads out of your asses,” Lily agrees.  “What finally did it?”

James flushes as Sirius says, “We got dumped by our partners because we liked each other more.  Kinda seemed like maybe you all were onto something.”

“We definitely were,” Peter grins.  “I propose a shot to celebrate.”

James grins as shots appear thanks to his summoning of them.  “A toast – to the best boyfriend I ever should’ve had.”

Sirius smiles, raising his drink.  “Cheers!”

And with that… they rocked in the New Year as a couple for the first time of forever.

[thisliminalspacedaydreams]

Roadtrip (Part 1/?)

“I’m not going in the back.”

“You’re going in the back.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No—”

“Reggie is up front with me, I need a good guide.”

Regulus smirks at Sirius, tongue out and teasing as he opens the front door. “There you go, Sirius. I’m a good guide,” he says, closing the passenger side door with a snide smile.

Asshole.

Sirius throws hands, opening the back door and climbing in with Remus, who’s already settled in, kindle open. He doesn’t look up as Sirius slides in. “You know you were never getting in front, sweetheart, right?”

Sirius kisses his teeth. “It’s like Reggie’s trying to steal my best friend from me.”

Remus hums, “It’s possible to have several best friends.”

“No. James is one of a kind.”

Remus turns back to his kindle, “Then date him instead,” he shrugs.

“No!”

Remus’ eyes are back on Sirius, twinkling. “No?”

Turning to his right to grab the top of the security belt, Sirius mutters as he slides it on. “I don’t want to date him, I’m just saying he and Reggie have been chummy with—”

“Aannndd we’re ready to go,” James says as he slides into the driver’s side, smiling with all his teeth. “Take us away, space man,” he says, passing the map to Regulus, who opens it up.

“Tell me again why we aren’t using Google maps?” Sirius asks, and Regulus reaches back to slap the map over Sirius’ head.

“Hey!”

“Because Google maps is turning our brains into mush, and we’ll miss all the fun,” Regulus says.

Sirius rubs at his head. “All the fun of…knowing where to go?”

Regulus kisses his teeth. “I have a map, I know where to go.”

“But you could be using Google maps,” Sirius reasons.

“Yes, I could,” Regulus starts, with the tone of someone who is about to launch— “And I could also have chosen a different breakfast, a different degree, I could have decided to wake up and pick another type of shirt, there are so many options around me, all the time, and I am picking a map on purpose.”

“But—”

“It’s the adventure,” James interrupts again, pulling out of the main house.

The Black summer house is less of a house and more of a mansion, where most of them have been spending a lot of time this summer. To cap it off, the general consensus was that a road trip—wouldn’t it be fun?—would be a great way to end it. In two weeks, Remus and Sirius need to be back in England, where Remus will start teaching. James will head back to England a few days after. He’s got friends to see in Paris, so he’ll make the final leg of the drive up with Regulus before abandoning him to the clutches of City of Love while he goes back to London.

In the meantime?

Two weeks of road tripping the french countryside, from Cassis, where the Black family owns a house, all the way to Bordeaux, where the boys will take a train to Paris, leaving James and Regulus to climb up alone.

The problem Sirius has, is that Regulus and James have become friends.

The problem Sirius has, is that he is no longer the center of attention, the main tool through which everyone communicates. Over the course of the past two weeks, he has seen the blossoming friendship between his brother and his best friend, and he’s not—happy about that.

James has been remote working, and so has Regulus (who technically, is remote working from anywhere), while he and Remus have been on proper holidays. And okay, their schedules have been different. Okay, maybe James and Regulus have been left alone while Sirius took Remus out and about town, kayaking and paddle boarding to nearby islands, and maybe it would make sense for them to bond. And okay, it would have been sad for them not to get on, but they’re just… getting along too well. It’s freaking Sirius out.

“The adventure,” Regulus confirms, opening the map to its maximum before folding it back the way he prefers. “Right, Jamie, you’re going to take a left and follow the signs all the way to A50.”

Sirius is right there, once again, “Why Marseille, Reggie?”

“Because you’re going to have the best ice cream of your life there, that’s why.”

“But I hate Marseille.”

“And so you shall suffer.”

Sirius rears back, turning to look at Remus, who’s sporting a little, barely-there smirk, “He’s already bullying me!”

Remus doesn’t look up, reaching one hand to tangle it in Sirius’. “He’s not bullying you. You agreed to this road trip, you knew Reggie was going to pick the stops.”

“But Marseille?”

Regulus turns around from the passenger seat. “If I give you music rights, will you leave it?”

And that, is that.

Sirius grabs the aux cord and starts fiddling with Spotify. “Oh, there’s so much, I have so many ideas, let’s start with Chappell Roan.”

Regulus is quick to reach for the aux, “No, not Pink—”

“Pink Pony Club,” Sirius nods. “Yep. That’s the one.”

Regulus turns his head to James, please help, but James just shrugs. “I’m happy with all music.”

“No,” Regulus moans, just as Sirius fist pumps the air. “James, turn the car around.”

James doesn’t look up from the windshield. “Nope, we’re in this together now. No one is ruining this for me.”

“For you?” Regulus asks. “How has my road trip become yours?”

James sneaks a look at Regulus, “Since you sat next to me, polluting my work environment and telling me everything you wanted to do and whether everyone else would be on board.”

“That’s not how I remember it.”

James scoffs, “Sure it isn’t, Baby Black.”

“This is actually the worst thing to come out of this adventure,” Regulus says.

And Sirius is there, right away, putting his head in between the seats, pulling on his seatbelt. “Baby Black?”

“I like it,” James says right as Regulus quips, “It’s horrible.”

Sirius squints between the leather seats. “I can’t decide.”

“Sirius, the beauty of it,” James starts, taking a right, “is that there is nothing you have to decide on. It’s been decided on already.��I like it, so I will use it.”

Regulus looks out the window, “I’m pretty sure that’s not how democracy works,” he pouts.

“Funny of you to think it’s a democracy. I am driving—”

“It’s my car—”

“I’m in charge of the music,” Sirius cuts in right before Remus grabs his arm and pulls him back to his seat behind Regulus, enough of that.

“Remus, they’re—”

“They are chatting. Leave them alone.”

“They’re flirting.”

“They’re not.”

Sirius turns to James. “James, are you flirting with my brother?”

“Um, not really?”

Remus turns to Sirius, “See?”, just as Regulus turns to James.

“’Um’? What a vote of confidence.”

“Well, do you want me to flirt with you?”

“No,” Sirius says, just as Regulus says nothing.

Regulus says nothing.

Regulus says.

Nothing.

“Reggie.”

Silence.

“Reggie.”

“Sirius, don’t say anything,” Remus says.

“I—”

“Just. Leave it.”

Sirius does.

For a minute.

“Okay, but—”

[thisantithesis]

wolfstar drabble, 1509 words, fake dating (??)

Remus Lupin is nothing if not a man of his word.

So, when he tells Sirius that he could easily make people believe that he’s dating someone without actually being together, he knows he’s going to make damn sure that he and whoever he decides to enact this bet with makes their time together as believable as possible.

They’re sitting at a table in the Great Hall discussing this topic when James plops himself down with a certain lack of finesse only he could pull off. “Moony, Pads, what’re we up to today?”

He immediately starts piling his plate with whatever food is in front of him, likely hungry from quidditch practice this morning, and Remus turns to Sirius with a raised brow.

Sirius pulls a smile with a scheming edge to it, and suddenly Remus wishes he had kept his mouth shut and not let Sirius goad him into this stupid bet. “Well, Moony over here thinks he’s able to get a girl to agree to be his fake girlfriend and convince everyone in the school that they’re actually dating.”

“Hey, I didn’t say the whole school, just our year. Stop lying, you git,” Remus cuts in, if only to prevent James from getting sucked into one of his and Sirius’ plotting rabbit holes.

“Oh, same difference,” Sirius drawls and rolls his eyes in that elegant manner of his.

James’ interest is clearly piqued at their bet, the food on his plate all but abandoned in favor of getting more information out of his two friends. “Oh? Honestly Moony, I would expect something like this from Sirius, not from you. This is bound to be interesting.”

It’s Remus’ turn now to roll his eyes despite slowly starting to realize that maybe giving Sirius his word about being able to do this might have been a mistake.

“Well I think it’s bloody brilliant,” Sirius says with a wide grin plastered on his face and his eyes gleaming from the chance at causing chaos. “I mean, girls have been lining up all year to get a chance at going on a date with our dear Moony here. This just gives a chance to one of the lucky ladies to experience what it’s like to date him.”

James scratches his head, tilting it in confusion. “If they’re expecting a real date out of him, wouldn’t it be a dick move to do this without telling them about the bet? It seems kind of mean.”

“Oh, you’re right…” Sirius taps a finger to his lips in concentration, and Remus has to make himself look away from his friend when he feels that tell tale blush creeping up his neck.

He doesn’t understand why he’s been so drawn to Sirius recently. Well, okay, he does know, he just doesn’t want to admit it. Having a serious crush on your best friend when he doesn’t even know you like blokes is not a very smart thing to do.

But then again, when has Remus ever done anything smart?

Sirius suddenly claps his hands in triumph, clearly having found a solution to their dilemma. “I’ve got it! Just date one of us.”

James and Remus both promptly choke on their food, the proposal clearly unexpected.

“I beg your pardon?” Remus chokes out.

James looks at Sirius with his eyes unnaturally wide. “You mean one of us four? Like you, me or Peter?”

“What? No. I meant one of us, like one of the girls in our friend group. None of them like Remus as far as we know, and we’re all already friends, so it’s the easiest solution,” Sirius says matter-of-factly.

“What’s the best solution?” Peter says out of nowhere, dropping down beside Remus at the table.

“Hey Wormy, we’re just trying to figure out who the best option is for Remus to fake date.”

Peter stops his process of piling the small sandwiches on his plate, looking at their friends like they’ve all lost their minds. “Is this for a bet or something? Remus, why on earth would you want to do that? You’ve rejected almost every girl that’s asked you out.”

Remus winces a little at that, fully aware of his romantic track record. The girls were all nice, don’t get him wrong, he’s just not interested at the moment. Or emotionally available to date someone who isn’t Sirius. So.

He knows there’s more of a chance for him to find a cure to being a werewolf than Sirius ever considering Remus as someone to date, so he’s left to pine and yearn from afar. Which is fine, truly, but sometimes it just hurts.

He’s sure he could find someone else if he really wanted to, but part of him doesn’t want to lose the dynamic he and Sirius currently have. Even if said dynamic is the cause of multiple 3 a.m. breakdowns behind the safety of his bed curtains when he’s sure no one else is awake.

So, yes. He’s completely fine with everything, and he’ll continue to be fine with everything, so long as it all stays as it is right now.

Sirius speaks up when Remus doesn’t, completely oblivious to his little bout of heavy introspection. “Moony made a bet with me and we all know that he never goes back on his word. So, yes Wormtail, he’s going to find a girl to fake date and try to convince everyone they’re dating.”

“You know what would make this even more interesting?” Peter says as he goes back to filling up his plate, “If you found a bloke to fake date. Now that would be one hell of a thing to convince people about. Might also give all those girls you rejected some closure on why you didn’t want to go out with them.”

All three boys are silent at that, staring at Peter with slack expressions. The boy in question stops when they don’t say anything, looking at them with a raised brow. “What? If this really is a bet between the two of you, why not make it more interesting?”

Sirius and James turn to look at Remus, who once again feels his neck flush with fervor. “I—” he tries to speak, but no words come out of his mouth.

A huge smile grows on Sirius’ face, and Remus knows he’s doomed. “Oh Wormy, you brilliant idiot of a man! That’s it,” he exclaims, “This makes it so much more interesting.”

“Shouldn’t we let Remus decide on if he’s comfortable doing that or not?” James cuts in before Sirius has a chance to start on his rambles, and suddenly all three pairs of eyes are on him.

Remus looks to his friends, his stare lingering on Sirius a little longer before looking away. He rubs his hand on the nape of his neck, suddenly feeling way out of his depth, but pushes on with what he wants to say anyways. “Given that I’m already into blokes, I don’t think I’ll have much trouble with it.”

What.

His mouth snaps shut as soon as he realizes what he just said, wide eyes trying to gauge his friends’ reactions. They’re all looking at him in different levels of shock, but Sirius has a different look to his eyes, almost assessing him in a way.

“Well,” Remus clears his throat, “that was unexpected.”

“You think?” James exclaims, clearly snapped out of his shock.

“Surprise?”

Sirius starts laughing at that, so hard that he bends in half and slumps himself over the table. James and Peter start laughing too, albeit more subdued, and eventually Remus joins too.

Sirius is the first to calm down, James and Peter’s giggles dwindling down as well. “Oh Moony,” he says while wiping the tears from his eyes.

“Yes?” Remus says a bit more wearily now, still unsure about his friends’ reactions to his sudden revelation.

“Oh, don’t worry, we’re surprised but not grossed out or anything. Right guys?” James asks and looks to Peter and Sirius, both of who nod sincerely.

“Definitely not. You’re still our Moony! It’s just an added part of who you are.” Peter pipes up and suddenly Remus feels a bit emotionally overwhelmed.

He looks back down to his plate, a little smile forming on his lips. “Thanks, means a lot.”

A hand closes over his forearm from across the table, and Remus looks up to find Sirius staring at him intently. “My proposal still stands, you know?”

Remus blushes violently at that, not fully believing what Sirius is trying to say. “Wh—What do you mean?”

“That you can do it with one of our friend group? I mean, the girls are out but we still have the boys to choose from,” Sirius explains, and Remus can feel his heartbeat slowing down drastically.

“Oh,” he breathes out, slightly disappointed that his friend didn’t mean what Remus was thinking.

“Or one of us three,” James pipes up, and damn it all, there goes Remus’ heart again. “It might be harder to convince people since we’ve been friends for so long, but I’m sure it’s doable.”

[princess-of-the-corner]

Amnesia!Dabi

Back on this a bit, just. The “Jin showing up at the Todoroki residence covered in wounds, scaring the crap out of everyone” And how they all handle that.

Like. Enji was at work. He probably had stuff to deal with for the Toga case, or maybe the HPSC’s fuck up interviewing Himiko. But also, public support is very much in Himiko’s favour. Himiko herself is starting to look MUCH healthier, to settle in. Toya is starting to remember more, his last appointment with the memory therapist went pretty good. Things are kind of looking up.

Dabi is officially alive again, is officially “Toya” again, and decided to use this as a day to try and reconnect with his old school friends - Enji probably gave Burnin time off specifically so she could go too. Sirius got shore leave for this. Manual drove down to see them. All three are wondering if this is about what they THINK it is, and are both relieved and apprehensive to find out Toya just wants to know why he remembers so much about Twilight. (The pictures of the school play are hilarious).

Fuyumi decided to take Himiko for a Girls Day Out, both to try and bond with her, and to try and distract the poor girl from the legal shit show U.A. Is waging against her parents on her behalf. They Encountered Shoto out with friends, and it wasn’t even that awkward! Himiko had a fairly nice conversation with them all! The invisible girl even called her cute! Heck, maybe they even went to visit Rei! Her and Himiko get to meet! It’s sweet! Like, it was a GOOD day!

Then they get back, and discover Natsuo and Yosuke’s calm, at-home date has gotten wildly derailed by Jin nearly dying on the front porch.

Natsuo and Yosuke get him stable, but he CLEARLY needs proper medical attention, and given the givens, they are all justifiably leery about just taking him to a random hospital. So like. Fuyumi called Enji first, say he pulls some strings, gets them an ambulance that drives them to a hospital that Recovery Girl has admittance permissions at. Yosuke ends up in the ambulance helping the EMTs, while Fuyumi drives Natsuo and Himiko right behind them. They Probably still have all the shopping bags.

Himiko is having some sort of panic attack, but also her mind is racing. Cause Jin’s Quirk is GONE, which means it was stolen, which means AfO, who is currently IN PRISON. What does this mean? Did he escape? Is the prison compromised? Does AfO have another means of stealing Quirks? Good god, does someone ELSE have AfO’s Quirk???

(Is Himiko safe? Is Dabi? Will he come after them?)

(Oh lord, are the others safe? Did he hurt Magne or Kurogiri, or Spinner, or Tomura, or Compress? What if they’re just in a ditch somewhere-!?)

Dabi was in the middle of working up his courage to ask why all his friends seem so jumpy, when Natsuo calls, and suddenly that’s the last thing on his mind. Manual ends up having to drive, cause Dabi doesn’t have his license back yet and Manual is the only one with a car. Fuyumi, Natsuo, and Himiko are already in the emergency room when they get there. Yosuke gets kicked out to the waiting room around the time Enji shows up.

The wait is terrible. Recovery Girl sprints in about ten minutes after Jin arrives, but can’t tell anyone anything. A few local heroes show up to try and get answers about why an injured villain showed up on the Todoroki doorstep, and Natsuo almost starts a fistfight with one who accuses Dabi and Himiko of “faking” their Heel-Turn, and supplying info to the LoV. Enji tries to deescalate and get the guy to leave, but then the guy decides to imply similar (and possibly worse) about Fuyumi and Natsuo. Aizawa and Nezu showing up were the only thing that prevented a headline about Endeavour burning a man to death.

Jin is in surgery for hours. Its close to 1 in the morning when RG finally hobbles out, tells them he’s stable. They have to monitor him for the next few days, but he’ll make it. Himiko nearly faints from relief. Dabi hugs Natsuo and Yosuke, thanks them for likely saving Jin’s life. ( Shoto asks if this means they DO have to clean out the rest of the spare rooms. He can see a pattern forming here.)

Of course, Himiko and Dabi want to go in and see him, but RG puts her foot down. They’ve been in the waiting room for HOURS, she’s pretty sure none of them have eaten, Jin’s going to be out for at LEAST another day or so, they have to go home and rest. They can come back later. It takes some arguing, but eventually, everyone heads out. Though not before Enji calls his agency, makes sure THEY are in charge of the investigation, and that a few sidekicks will come to the hospital to guard Jin.

Which turns out to be smart, because one of them calls in not an hour later that the HPSC goon tried to enter Jin’s hospital room. RG suddenly decides that U.A. IS the best place for Jin, actually, so they have to move him. So, there’s a mess of legal shit, and paperwork, and they have to guard Jin pretty heavily during the move, so it’s actually 4 days later that Himiko and Dabi get to see Jin, after he’s already woken up.

Of course, the first thing that happens is crying. Himiko and Jin end up clinging to each other, sobbing all over one another, while Dabi tries in vain to pretend he isn’t two seconds from joining them. But they manage to calm down - or approach something resembling it - and talk. Some of it is basic. “We’re so glad you’re ok” and “Are they treating you good?” and “So … Endeavour’s kid?” and “I missed you” and “I’m sorry you were hurt”. Telling Himiko how HEALTHY she looks, telling Dabi they hope he remembers more good things than bad. 

But most of what Jin says. It’s. It’s bad. At some point, They call in Aizawa and Yagi, so Jin doesn’t have to repeat himself.

Jin got sent on a simple “pick up” mission. He got to the spot, and got teleported. Jin saw Kurogiri, but he looked … wrong. Empty. Vacant. Jin called out, and Kurogiri didn’t seem to hear him. Didn’t seem to even know where he was. He looked … lost.

There was a lab. Dr. Garaki. Jin’s speech tics get worse, as he talks about the … “procedure”. Himiko and Dabi have to translate a bit, so the meaning gets across. Either Jin got his Quirk working “properly” … or they’d give it to someone who would. 

Jin doesn’t know how long he was there. He can’t quite remember what was done, or how. He only knows when it was over. When he knew his Quirk was gone. (When he knew he was REAL and by God almost wished he WASN’T-)

He CAN remember escaping. A loose restraint. Getting out. Twisty hallways, a passage onto the street. The location is easily identified, Aizawa calls it in to be investigated (though it’ll be empty by the time anyone gets there). Staggering in the general direction of the Todoroki house, cause. Dabi would help, right? Dabi and Himiko were safe there, Jin would be safe too?

There’s more crying as Himiko tries to promise, yes, it’s safe, so safe Jin, we’re ok. No one’s going to hurt us here. Dabi tries too, but his mind is elsewhere. He meets Aizawa and Yagi’s gazes, sees they’re thinking it too.

Jin’s Quirk just got stolen. AfO is in prison. He is still in prison, they checked. Either AfO’s doc did it on his orders, or independently, but he has a method of stealing Quirks that doesn’t require AfO. 

This isn’t over.

-

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAa

GOD JUST

The EVERYTHING aboutt this just

It hurts! But also they’re together again! But at what cost????

[prongsfish]

FISH YOU ARE OBLIGATED TO TELL ME EVERYTHING EVERY FUCKING THING TBAT YOU HAVE RL SAY ABOUT THEM BECAUSE I HABE A LOT AND OH MY.GOD FISH SPILL THE FUCKING BEANS

MARRY ME (PLATONICALLY)!!!!!!

okay this has been sitting in my drafts for TOO LONG but i am finally here to talk about petemary / marypeter / whatever it’s called…

i don’t often do a lot with peter because i’ve never been able to quite cement his character in my mind, but very early on in my ‘getting into marauders’ journey i started to consider petemary, before i realised it was a lot less popular than i would’ve assumed.

i just like to imagine them being friends, not particularly close but known to each other, not until all their friends start pairing off. suddenly they’re the only two not dating someone else in the group and they start spending more time together, joking about being left out. not that they’re entirely inexperienced—mary to me is definitely not, she’s at least had a couple boyfriends, even if all they’ve ever done is kiss. maybe even a girlfriend or two. she’s gorgeous and social, of course she’s dated before. i can imagine peter either being experienced or not, i like both the dynamics possible. but at that moment, they’re both single.

eventually, they start joking about getting together, things about how they might as well given everyone else has already paired off. i think mary would’ve started it, peter being a bit too reserved to initiate that sort of thing, but it became mutual very quickly. and of course it’s all just jokes until it’s not really jokes and they start sleeping together in secret. no strings attached, just for convenience, etc etc… yeah sure.

that continues for a while, and they keep spending more and more time together. it’s becoming that even when their friends are around they go off together instead, just talking, gossiping, playing chess. at the beginning they only hung out when everyone else was with their partners, but now they hang out because they want to, and it barely even has anything to do with the sex they’re having. that’s just a bonus. the ‘no strings attached, just for convenience’ starts feeling very strings attached. their feelings develop incredibly naturally, and it doesn’t feel sudden because they’ve just been growing gradually over time until they eventually became too big to ignore.

they start acting more affectionate, and they don’t talk much about it in explicit words, but they start acting more like a couple in front of others and the words of endearment expand out past only the bedroom. their friends start to pick up on it and when they ask, there’s only a moment of hesitation before they say they’re together. they never meant for it to happen that way, but it did and they’re certainly not unhappy about it.

a lot of onlookers would be surprised by their relationship, i think, because from the outside they appear very different. mary is confident, unapologetic, and highly extroverted. she’s well liked by most and similarly admired by many. peter, on the other hand, is the least notable marauder, much more of a follower than a leader. he isn’t antisocial by any means, but when stood next to james and sirius, he’s just more reserved. even remus, who IS antisocial, has his intelligence and his height which set him apart. peter is a people-pleaser, and a born sidekick, but him and mary simply get each other. they’re a lot more similar than they appear, which even they didn’t realise until they started to talk more, but once they got closer, it was practically inevitable for them to start dating. they were each exactly what the other needed in their life.

so yeah that’s them to me <3 i wish they more popular because i think they could have such an interesting dynamic but i never see them in fics. one of these days i’ll write them, at least as a background pairing… ty @saintrequlus for giving me the chance to ramble about them 🙂‍↕️

[robynlilyblack]

Off Limits

Sirius Black x fem! muggle! reader

[Requested – see request here]

Summary: Lily gave the group one rule; no dating her little sister, but when was Sirius one to follow the rules?

Warnings: swearing, mentions of drinking, food and sex, kissing, light angst but mostly cute and fluffy

a/n:  5.4k words, Evans reader but can be adopted, she’s a muggle either way, no voldy so you can assume James and Lily take it slower without a war going on, this ended up being way longer than I meant but I got carried away, thanks for the request and I really hope you love it x

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“Wait” Sirius moves in front of James and Remus, his brow raised in confusion as he asks “You’re telling me we actually have to work?”

“Yes” James nods “The cruise is free if we work, we’ll get days off when we reach each of the ports. And we’re lucky the ports line up with the full moon and we’ll staying in that port for a few days, so Moony can shift in peace” he explains while keeping his voice low around the muggles passing by “Don’t worry man you can still shag a girl at every port” he reassures as Remus laughs with him

“I could have just paid for it” Sirius says annoyed at the thought of working

“One, I’m sure you could have but not everyone wants that kind of charity, and two, it was Lily and Marlene’s idea…” Remus starts

“…which means this is wants happening because they’re the bosses” James finishes

“If Lily told you to jump of a cliff you would, wouldn’t you?” Sirius huffs putting his hands on his hips

“Yup” James nods without hesitation

“And you’d jump right in after him” Remus chuckles patting his shoulder as they walk to the meet up location

“Shut it” Sirius snaps as he begins to laugh “So, whose coming on the cruise?” he inquires

“Us, Lily, Marlene and Dorca” James says with a smile, he knew there was one extra person but he just wanted to see the look on his friends faces “Speaking of” James waves to Marlene as she approaches

“Hey boys!”

“Hey, sorry we’re late” Lily apologises for the two of you as you reach Dorca

“No worries, Marls has gone ahead to let the boys know” the girl smiles at your sister before turning to you “Who’s this?” she extends the first word tilting her head

“This is my little sister, Y/n” Lily squeezes your arm

“I’m 19 Lils I’m not so little anymore” you whine gaining a giggle from your sister and her friend

“Ah you’re the sweet sister then” Dorca smiles as you nod shyly

“Petunias is a bit of a meany” you confess as Lily nods in agreement

“Why don’t you come with me and book in while Lils goes to see the guys I have so many questions” the girl smiles at you to which you look at your sister to make sure it was alright, as Lily nods you smile and follow Dorca

“And by questions, I mean every embarrassing thing she’s ever done” Dorca adds whispering as you walk away, making you giggle, liking your sisters’ friends already

Lily smiles seeing you comfortable with Dorca before heading to the meeting spot “Hey!” she calls gaining the attention of her friends and fiancé

“Lily!” James lights up wrapping his arm around her waist

“Where Dorca?” Marlene enquires trying not to sound too eager

“She’s getting us booked in with my sister” Lily says, to which Remus, Sirius and Marlene nod before all of their eyes widen

“Sister?” Marlene looks at her friend in shock

“Not the one from your birthday party she was a bi…” James hits Sirius on the back of the head “Ouch…sorry but it’s true” Sirius says while he rubs the back of his head

“Not Petunia, my little sister” the redhead clarifies

“Y/n?” Marlene asks making sure she remembered correctly

“Yeah” Lily nods

“Oh yay!” the girl smiles, she had only heard how nice you were from the letters you sent your sister while at Hogwarts

“I think we didn’t get the memo on this one” Sirius leans back into Remus

“Lils please explain” Remus looks at her bewildered along with Sirius

“She’s my baby sister, muggle and don’t worry she’s nothing like Petunia” Lily reassures

“She’s like the anti-Petunia” James adds

“You’ve met her?” Sirius looks at his friend in shock

“Well yeah” he replies like it’s obvious “She’s my future sister in law, you love her”

“Why haven’t you mentioned her?” Remus asks a bit hurt as he always consider Lily a sister

“What age is she?” Sirius asks as Lily was about to answer

“That’s why” she points at the raven-haired boy

“Lily come on” Sirius laughs but it quickly stops as Lily points between him, Remus and Marlene

“No if any of you three hits on my sister I will kill you, she is off limits understood” she says firmly as James bites back a smile at his friends faces

“Lil…” she gives Sirius a death glare “Understood”

“Dorca hi!” Marlene shouts waving as she sees the girl approach, Merlin Marls pull yourself together we used to be cool, she curses herself trying not to cringe at her own excitement

“Hey Marls” Dorca smiles at her as you come up on Lily’s side

“Guys this is y/n” Lily introduces you

“Hi” you say shyly

Sirius looks you up and down, Lily’s gonna kill me

Once everyone was settled into their quarters, each of you were given your jobs, along with schedules dating your working hours, port times and days off. Lily was placed as the restaurants attendant taking bookings etc, Marlene and Dorca were to work the bar, James and Remus in the kitchens, and finally yourself and Sirius as waiting staff.

On the first night things were going well, surprisingly you hadn’t dropped anything, especially since your attention was mostly on your fellow waiter who looked great in the uniform you were given. You kept catching each other’s eyes throughout the night, when you passed each other he’d smile at you or help you with the plates, calling you ‘love’ every time he spoke. You felt your stomach fill with butterflies with every small interaction, he was so handsome and you felt a bit guilty forming such a quick crush on one of your sisters’ friends

Sirius was in a similar boat, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, you looked so pretty as you smiled at the customers. He adored how flustered he could make you by calling you a pet name or merely being in your presence, and don’t get him started on the way the uniform hugged your body in all the right places. He also kept one eye on Lily in case she noticed, he knew he really shouldn’t have been subtly flirting with you the way he was but he couldn’t help himself, you were so light and sweet, it brightened up his world. With every day that passed yours and Sirius’ crushes grew even if you had barely spoken to each other, mostly because you and he ‘conveniently’ never had a break together until this evening.

You stepped out of the side door to see the stars shining brightly and the sound the gentle crash of waves on the site of the ship

“Hey” you’re pulled from your admiration of the night sky to see Sirius leaning on the railing nearby

“Hi” you greet walking over, softly grasping the railing

You stay in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, you close your eyes as you breathed in the sea air. As you do Sirius looks over at you, admiring the way the moonlight illuminates your face, his lips twinging up.

You sigh as you open your eyes, noticing Sirius’ stare you bite your lip shyly “We haven’t spoken much” you admit

He hums in agreement “Well we have some alone time now” he shifts to lean on his elbow giving you his full attention

You shift as well, leaning your back on the railing with your hands behind you “How’s life without magic?” you enquire “Lily used to get frustrated when she came home for summers before she turned 17 and she was used to muggle life…that’s the right term right?” you check

“Yeah” he nods smiling “It is a bit boring and my whole body is achy from carrying everything all the time” he confesses

You giggle “You get used to it” you assure

“You’ve done this before, waiting tables?” he asks tilting his head

“Yeah I needed to raise some money for university”

“Oh, Lily told me about that” his face fills with interest “What are you studying?”

As you are about to answer Lily and Remus come out, Lily’ smiling at you before glaring at Sirius, Remus notices the tension “Pads you mind giving me and Prongs a hand?” he motions to the door

Sirius nods giving you a smile as he reluctantly walks away, you frown as he leaves looking towards your sister “Is there a reason you don’t want me to be friends with him?” you ask sadly

“It’s not that I don’t want you to be friends…” your sister scrunches up her face “I love Sirius, he’s a great guy and an amazing friend”  she sighs “But he has a reputation, he’s a big flirt and player, like if it has legs he’ll flirt with it, I just don’t want you to fall victim to it” she gives you her big sister ‘I’m just trying to protect you’ look

“Why did you just tell me?” you shrug as you tilt your head

“I didn’t want to introduce Jamie’s best friend like that. Imagine if I said; Hi sis this is Sirius the best man, wizard and manwhore” she mocks

“He’s not that bad, is he?” you giggle at the impression but you start to feel worried

“Trust me he’ll pick up a girl in every port” she takes a deep breath for gesturing “Now come on we need to get to work”

As you walk back in you felt deflated, just your luck the first guy you properly like is a player. After that night, you put a guard up around Sirius, you still interacted with him but you tried your hardest not to let him into your heart even if he made it so hard with his natural charm.

Soon the first weekend hit and you all had a day off and the ship was making port for the whole day

“Y/n doll you look great” Marlene comes behind you as you fix your outfit

“You sure the dress is nice?” you ask, a little insecure in case it didn’t suit you

“Yes, you look fab gal” Dorca shines joining Marlene

You, Marlene and Dorca head down after a little more hyping up to meet the rest of the group at the docks. As you approach you see James with his arm around Lily and Sirius leaning on a lamppost as he conversed with Remus.

“Here they come” Lily says, James and Remus smile as they see you while Sirius’ mouth drops, I’m so fucked, he thinks as he takes you in

You feel the heat on your cheeks as you sense Sirius’ eyes drinking you up, he made it hard not to adore him when he looked at you like that. As Lily and James lead the way following the directions on their little map you try to convince yourself that he would look at any girl like that.

You were too busy with your own thoughts to realise that you had lost your sister and friends, looking around to see Sirius having a similar realisation as he looked around, going on his tiptoes to try and spot his friends over the crowds of people.

“Can you see them?” you ask a little concerned

He shakes his head “No, but they said they were headed to…” Sirius pulls a very crumbled version of the map out, unfolding it as he leans over towards you pointing to the plaza “…here, since it’s near the museum and theirs a view point as well…oh and a park” he perks up but his cheeks go a bit red realising he said the last bit, cursing his Padfoot side in his head before he hears you giggle at him, never mind thank you pads

Making your way through the growing crowds, your stress increases, nervous about the amount of people. Sirius glances over to check your still with him heart aching as he sees your distressed look

“Here” he says as he holds his hand out, you look at it then him before taking it, as you walk he leans down “Don’t worry love you’re safe with me” he squeezes your hand

You believed him, you felt safe with his hand in yours, the two fitting together perfectly, plus his hands were quite soft which did make sense since he lived a life with magic. As you walked, Sirius tries to go around a group of people by passing by between them and a wall but as you do one of them bumps into you

“Sorry” you gasp as you collide with Sirius chest, accidently pressing him into the wall as more people push into you from behind

“No worries love” he rubs the back of his head as it must have hit the wall

“Are you okay?” you reach up fingers tangling with his hair as you check his head

He smiles as you do this, loving the feeling of your hands in his hair, humming as he speaks “I’m fine but if you want to keep doing that I won’t complain”

You giggle nervously as you retract your hand, breath hitching as you realise how you are pressed against him, jumping back a bit “We should…” you nod your head towards the direction of the plaza

“Yeah, before your sister comes looking and kills me” he jokes, abstinently slipping his hand back into yours as he pulls you along with him

A little while later you both finally reunite with the group, as Lily’s eyes fall on your hands he lets go panicked but both of you miss the feeling of your hands interlinked

“Y/n come on” Lily walks up yanking you away from him as Marlene and Dorca try their best not to laugh as they follow on behind

“You got a death wish cause she will kill you” James warns

“I can’t help it” Sirius shakes his head, shrugging “There’s something nice about her”

“Well that something nice is off limits, I love Lily but I won’t stop her when she tries to Kadvra you” James says as he walks ahead to catch up leaving Sirius walking behind with Remus

“He’s right you know” Remus says giving his friend a sympathetic look

“I know, I’m so fucked” Sirius closes his eyes running his hand through his hair

“That you are” Remus nods, placing his hand on Sirius chest to stop him walking as he looks at his friend “But of you decide to go down this route just promise me that you aren’t just after her because she’s forbidden fruit and it’s not going to be a one-night thing”

“Promise” he gives his word

The next week passed by slowly, you and Sirius slowly growing closer on your breaks as Remus appeared to forgetting something which often left you both alone. Your little barrier was lowering, you knew it was silly to let your guard down but you couldn’t help it. The more you got to know him the more you realised how amazing he was behind the flirty exterior. He was a loyal friend, he spoke so highly of Remus, James and another boy called Peter, mentioning that he’s lived with James since he was 16. He said he ran away from home because of his family, you wondered what happened but you didn’t ask, you didn’t want to pry into something he would tell you if you ever got close enough.

Sirius found he admired everything about you, from your giggles at his jokes to the way you gave him your full attention whenever he spoke. He loved that you never pushed him to talk about anything and he found that he liked that he could sit with you in complete silence, just relishing in each other’s company. He even enjoyed listening to you talk about muggle things, your degree, what you did in your past time etc, it was funny, he always found your sisters stories about muggle life boring but when you spoke he felt like he could listen forever.

It was safe to say the two of you were falling fast for each other. Sirius wanted nothing more than to take you in his arms and kiss you but he resisted, at first, he wanted to keep his word to Remus, make sure you would be more than a fling, but now he was waiting for the right time to tell you and ask you to be his properly. Problem was you never got a moment alone long enough for that to happen, luckily for you fate had a nice way of giving it to you

“Right so we are at this port for two days but we’re only off today so I was thinking we could go to…” Dorca starts but the manager comes up interrupting you

“Hey everyone, sorry to bother you but y/n, Sirius we need you two to work today” they smile sadly at you both

“What, it’s our only day off this week?” Sirius frowns as do you

“Your day off will be tomorrow; our VIPs loved your service over the last two weeks and they specifically requested the two of you” they explain

“Oh okay, have fun guys” you smile sadly as you follow the manager

Sirius mutters the same before Lily pulls him back “Any funny business and…” she warns

“…you’ll kill me, I got it red” he nods a bit unnerved as he walks off

You sighed as you picked up the last of the rubbish from the floor, man did these people like cashew nuts. Sirius came in equally as tired as watched you sit down on one of the couches in the VIP lounge placing the bag of rubbish you had tied up next to you as you rested.

“Long night” he breaths out as he collapses on the couch next to you, leaning his head onto the back of the couch but tilted it to look up at you

You glanced over at him, coping his movements as you shifted to lean your head on the back of the couch, shifting your body to sit on your side to look at him “At least we have the day off tomorrow”

“Yeah, if Lily lets us” Sirius jokes making you giggle

“Sirius?” you ask after a few seconds of silence

“Yeah?”

“Why does James and Remus call you Padfoot?” you wonder

“It’s a nickname, we all have them” the boy seems to think for a moment before asking “How much had Lily told you about Remus’ illness?”

“Not much, just that he gets ill once a month and we need to be in port on the 15th for it” you shrug before your eyes widen slightly “Oh and I know it’s magical”

“Right” he nods with a tight-lipped smile

“That’s the day of the full moon” you state, you had read enough fantasy novels to know about werewolf’s and Lily had told you the differences between the real thing and muggle fiction

Sirius hums in agreement not wanting to say anything, he’d rather you figure it out since there was no way he would give away Remus’ secret

“Is he a werewolf?” you ask

“You know there are some wizards that would struggle to figure that out” he smiles at you “I’m assuming Lily told you about them?”

“Yes but only because I asked, we have books about them and other creatures and I wanted to know the differences. Like in our book’s vampires are immortal and live forever while real ones only live around 2 to 300 years and…” you tug your lip between your teeth before you continue “I might have snooped at her books over summers” you confess

“You’re adorable” he says catching you off guard but you smile at the compliment “Well I can tell you the reason behind our names then” he sits up “Remus is Moony for obvious reasons” you giggle “James is Prongs, our other friend Peter is Wormtail and I’m Padfoot because we did something a that’s technically illegal in the wizard world”

“What did you…” your mouth drops open as Sirius is no longer there, instead a rather large black dog is seated on the couch with you “Siri?” you tilt you head

The dog seems to nod which freaks you out but it doesn’t stop you from reaching out and petting its fur. It leans into your hand so you take it as a sign to move closer both of your hands moving behind its ears, scratching it as you remembered doing it to your neighbour’s dog when you were younger. Feeling brave you kissed the top of its head, pulling back the dog licks your face causing it to scrunch up

“Hey” you giggle before the heat races to your cheeks realising in a way Sirius just kissed you

You were too caught up in that thought to realise Sirius had shifted back, your hands now cupping his face as he looked into your eyes. Your breath hitched as you realised before leaning in towards him, letting your noses touch, each of you able to feel the small breaths the other was taking

“Are my sisters warnings merited, would I just be another girl to you?” you whisper not wanting to destroy the atmosphere around you

He shakes his head faintly “No, never” his eyes never leaving yours “Can I kiss you?”

“Please” you nod letting him take lead as his lips meet yours in a tender but firm kiss one of his hands coming up to gently caress your cheek

Breaking away he smiles brightly as you as do the same whilst biting your lip. You look down for a moment but titls your head back up “Let me take you on a date tomorrow”

“I’d love that”

Sirius looked up a nice restaurant to take you to, asking Remus to help him use a muggle phone so he could book it. Lily wasn’t too happy you and Sirius would be spending the day alone together but she didn’t want you to lose out on a once a lifetime chance to explore the city so she allowed it, she did however give Sirius a very threatening speech whilst you were getting ready.

The date went perfectly, it felt amazing to spend the day with him. He held your hand as you explored the city together, took you for a meal at what must have been the most romantic restaurant you had ever seen, and pulled you in for kisses every chance you’d let him. If felt nice to be in his arms, you felt so safe.

He loved it too, he loved not having to look over his shoulder in case your sister was watching, he loved having you all to himself, getting to give you every bit of his attention, and above all show you how much he adored you like no other. Before you got back to the boat he asked you to be his girlfriend to which you said yes but both agreed to keep it secret for now. The next week was funnier than the last, it was kind of exhilarating sneaking around with Sirius. The subtle glances and touches, the kisses on your cheek he would steal as he passed you, and of course the occasional pull into a closet or storeroom to make out.

Remus was the only one who knew for sure you two had crossed over that line. He saw how happy his friend was, how he would now smile to himself and would ask him about muggle things so he could impress you. Lily was a bit suspicious, she had no proof anything was happening but she could tell from the way you looked at each other there were feelings in the air, she just didn’t know how to feel about them yet. Marlene and Dorca were utterly clueless about you and Sirius, as unbeknowns to you they were also sneaking off together after Marlene finally confessed. James much like Lily had his suspicions but his weren’t from the tension between the two of you, his was because Sirius hadn’t flirted with anyone or brought a single girl back to his cabin since the cruise started.

Today you were all headed to a bar, tomorrow was the full moon so they fought it would be good to go out and relax with a few drinks, even if Remus’ crankiness was a bit comical.

“Do you have to breath so loud?” Remus huffed at James next to him while the rest of you started laughing

James starts breathing intentionally louder to piss Remus off to which he receives an elbow to the gut and what sounded like a growl behind his voice as he said “I will bite you”

“Merlin Moony I was just kidding” he rubs his stomach “I feel like I got hit by a Bludger” he groans in pain leaning his head on Lilly’s shoulder on his other side

“Sorry” Remus grumbles wincing a bit as he really didn’t mean to hurt him

“No worries mate” James reaches up patting his shoulder

Just as Sirius goes to get up a group of girl’s approaches “You guys are the crew, right?” the one at the front asks, biting her lip as she looks at Sirius in particular

“Technically yeah” Marlene answers “We aren’t on duty though” she says with a tone that implies for them to fuck off, unfortunately they do not get the hint

“You all were so nice to us, please the me buy you all a round of drinks” the girl insists

“I not gonna say no to that” James perks up, the others all in agreement while you can’t help but feel uneasy at her attention on Sirius

“I’ll need help to carry, you look big and strong can you help?” now you felt sick as she looked down at your boyfriend

He felt equally uneasy but nodded hoping if he just helped she would go away “Sure” he stands up walking with her to the bar

Lily eyes trail to you, seeing you look hurt as you watch them retreat into the crowd, it was now she felt guilty for assuming the worst in Sirius. Feeling like she shouldn’t have tried to keep you both apart in order to save you from hurt when it happened anyway.

After a while the girl came back giggling with him as he sat down the drinks, all of you thanking her

“It’s not trouble, it’s the least I could do” she shrugs smirking “Are you single?” she peers down at Sirius who had retaken his seat

“Ugh” he hesitated for a moment before he answered “Yeah” he nods feeling both of your hearts break as the word came out

“Wonderful” she plops herself down onto his lap, proceeding to ask him questions

Sirius stares at her a bit confused and startled. He couldn’t push her off, Lily would wonder why but he couldn’t stay like this either. As Sirius was in turmoil you felt your heart shattering, sure you knew you had to keep it a secret but watching this was too hard

“I’m going to get some air” you say standing up, Lily gives you a look asking if you want company but you give her a small smile shaking your head as you head out

Sirius watches you leave with a heavy heart beginning to push the girl off him “Sorry you pressed on my bladder and now I need to pee” he jokes pretending to go to the toilet

As he exits the building he looks around, hearing some sniffs coming from around the corner in the alleyway next to the pub he heads towards them, rounding the corner he spots you. As he walks up neither of you notice the flash of red hair that backs away as it rounds the corner as well, listening in

His heart breaks as you look up at him in tears “I’m sorry I know you couldn’t say no…” wipe your nose with your sleeve

“No don’t apologise” he shakes his head as he cups your cheeks wiping the tears away as his own form in his eyes, he hated this, he hated that he made you cry, he hated that he wasn’t good enough for you “You deserve someone better than me” he pulls you into his chest his hand moving to hold the back of your head as he presses a kiss to your forehead

“Don’t say that” you mumble into his chest

He pulls back sighing as he says “It’s true” he runs his fingers gently through your hair, pulling the stands that had stuck to your tear stained cheeks from your face “I’ve always had this façade that I hide behind, to protect myself from getting hurt. Back at Hogwarts and before this cruise I did jump from girl to girl and guy to guy trying to fill the void created from a family that never loved me. You aren’t just another girl to me and that terrifies me because I scared I’m going to hurt you. Lily seems to think so…”

“She’s wrong” you cut him off “You won’t hurt me”

“I’ve hurt those I’ve loved before” he says sadly as the tears threaten to fall “even if Moonys forgiven me I’ll never forgive myself for betraying him like that”

“Did you mean to hurt him?” You peer up at him

“No, I wasn’t thinking I was young and so stupid but that’s…” he shakes his head

“Then that’s all that matters” you take his and in yours “I try not to hurt you and you do the same, that’s the deal right?”

He nods giving you a small smile as he leans his head on yours “I think I’m falling in love with you” he confesses in a whisper

“Me too” you reply as you both softly capture each other’s lips

The kiss is cut short as your heads shoot towards the end of the ally hearing a familiar voice say sorry after someone bumps into her, both of your eyes widening as you see your sister awkwardly staring

“Red it’s…not…” he starts to defend the situation before he sighs “It’s exactly what it looks like, I’m…”

“You really like her?” Lily cuts him off

“Yes” he answers earnestly

“Does he make you happy?” She looks at you

“Yes” you nod as you reach for Sirius’ hand, lacing it with yours

“Don’t hurt her” Lily points as Sirius

“Noted” he nods

“Well come on” Lily cracks a smile, waving for you to follow

The three of you make your way back into the pub, Sirius wrapping his arm around your waist, kissing the side of your head as you enter. The girl from before seeming to get the hint walking back to her friends clearly a bit disappointed as you sit down along with Lily at the table where Remus is the only one left at the table.

“Good chat?” Remus looks to Lily who nods “I’m glad, congrats” he smiles at the two of you, Sirius saying thanks for you both as he hugs you closer in the booth

“Where are the others?” Lily looks at Remus

Remus doesn’t say anything just chuckles as he points to the corner of the bar where James, Dorca and Marlene have begun singing ABBA on the karaoke.

You all start laughing at their pretty atrocious rendition of dancing queen “Having the time…YES” James cheers as he sees Dorca and Marlene begin to make out “Oh, see those girls…watch that scenneee…Moony you owe meee-eee” he points to Remus as he changes the lyrics leaving you all in hysterics

[messers-moony]

So Perfect | J.P

Paring: Young!James Potter X Fem!Lupin!Reader

Summary: James falls in love with a bookstore called, Lupin’s Library, and can’t believe what they’re going through. 

The bookstore was quiet most days. It was a tiny little two-story shop in London. The idea was it had a book for everyone. On the second story was a living quarter for the two siblings that worked at the shop. It was a small two-bedroom apartment, but it did what it was needed to do. 

Remus and Y/n Lupin were the owners of the shop. It was their eighteenth birthday gift from their parents. Growing up, their parents didn’t have much, so for them, it means a lot. The name of the shop was something simple - Lupin’s Library - but inside held memories that they would cherish forever. 

When they started the business, it was slow. Most days, no one would enter, and Y/n worked a separate job to help Remus pay the bills. But after a year it seemed that people preferred the shop over any other place in London. They enjoy the warmness of Remus’ smile and the radiant happiness from Y/n. 

Remus worked behind the counter at the register, and when there wasn’t a customer, he was reading on the stool he sat on. Y/n did inventory and stocked books. She didn’t like to sit still, preferring to be on her feet moving around. Sometimes early in the morning, she’d grab donuts to leave on the front counter for early customers. 

There was nothing like Lupin’s Library, and that’s why people loved it. 

The bell-ringing announced a new customer into the shop. It was a tiny ding, nothing majorly loud. Y/n was stocking books while Remus was sleeping upstairs in his room. Over the past winter, he had caught a nasty cold leaving Y/n to take over the bookstore until he got better while also trying to take care of him. 

“One moment, and I’ll be with you!” Y/n called as she slipped the last book into place. 

She skipped to make it behind the counter where she met a man about her age - twenty-five. He was taller than her, maybe just around six feet. His hair was messy and curled slightly at the ends. His eyes were a beautiful hazel, and he radiated a certain playfulness Y/n could get used to. 

“Mornin’ sir!” James was taken away by her light and fluffy accent, “What can I do for you today?”

He smiled, “Looking for something to read for my son.”

“How old is he?”

“He’s about to turn five.” James smiled proudly. 

“That’s adorable!” Y/n gushed, “Any way we have magic treehouse books, maybe he’d like those?” 

“Maybe, he’s been begging for new books.” James ran a hand through his hair, “It’s the only way I can get him to calm down.”

Y/n smiled, “You know, on Saturdays, I read to kids. If you want him to join us, he’s more than welcome. Saturdays, I read to kids five to nine. Sundays, I read to kids from ten to fifteen.”

“Wow,” James replied, “I’d love to take him in if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all!” She smiled, “Everyone’s welcome.”

James gave a grin in response as he searched the Library for these Magic Treehouse books. It took him five minutes before even finding the kids section, but when he did, James grabbed the set of them. He placed each book on top of another and brought them to the counter of the pretty girl. 

He watched at how gently and smoothly she moved the books to scan them. James was so focused he didn’t even notice her handing him the books and the receipt, “But I didn’t-“

“It’s on the house.” Y/n replied, “I’ll see you Saturday.”

James’ face flushed; he hadn’t felt this way since Lily, “I’ll- um- see you Saturday….”

He walked out of the shop with a happy smile placed on his face. James hadn’t felt flustered and nervous around a girl since Lily in seventh grade. He had been head over heels for her since then. They began dating in sophomore year and had Harry right out of high school. It was poor planning on their part, but Harry was everything James had dreamed of. It wasn’t until Harry’s second birthday when Lily said she couldn’t take it anymore. 

Not only had it broken James’ heart, but it broke Harry’s too. Harry had no idea where his momma had gone. What broke James’ heart the most was Lily saying she wanted absolutely nothing to do with either of them. Lily had placed the engagement ring on the wooden table, collected her things, and left, just like that. 

Then it was just them against the world. James and his little mini-me, as Sirius would say. Sirius was the one who recommended the bookshop. He wouldn’t shut up about how cute the boy behind the register was (“Oh James, his hair looks so fluffy!”). It was like hearing a broken record. James didn’t see the boy with fluffy hair, but he did see the girl with the radiant smile. 

That night James sat beside Harry in his twin bed. Harry was thrilled to see the new books on his shelf, and as James began reading, Harry became more hooked with each page. When James shut the book, Harry was devastated. He wanted to know more and finish the book! Alas, he had to go to sleep, and if he did, James promised him that they’d finish the book tomorrow. 

When James brought up going to Lupin’s Library on Saturdays, Harry was ecstatic! He couldn’t wait to meet the new kids and begin a new book. By the time Saturday rolled around, they had finished two of the Magic Treehouse books. James entered the shop with Harry in front of him, hands on the little boy's shoulders. Now at the counter, he saw the boy with fluffy hair. 

“Good afternoon, sir.” He greeted in the same soft accent, “Here for the kids reading circle?”

Harry nodded, and the boy chuckled, “Great. It’s just in that back corner.”

James thanked him before bringing Harry to the back corner, where kids were already sat on a rug. Blankets were spread among some of them, and the girl was sitting on a chair in the corner while the kids made a semi-circle around her. James beckoned Harry to sit, and James smiled at the girl in the chair. 

As the reading began, James decided to venture through the bookstore. The bookshelves were surprisingly clean and rid of any dust. The books were taken care of, not a crease or bent page unless he went into the used section. Some people preferred new books; some preferred used. There truly was a book for everyone in here. 

He made his way back to the front desk with some books he had gained from the shelves. A multitude of paperbacks and gently placed them on the counter. Remus put a bookmark in his book and began to scan each book just as smoothly as the girl. His hands didn’t seem as soft. They looked calloused and scarred. Sirius’ type, all the way. 

“You wouldn’t happen to see a boy with straight black hair in here sometimes?” Remus quirked an eyebrow, “Wears ripped jeans and a leather jacket?”

Remus smiled, “Yes, we get him in here quite frequently.”

“Do you mind if I got your number for him?” James questioned, “He’s talked the world of you and your bookstore.”

“It’s not just my bookstore.” Remus correctly playfully, “My sister works it with me, who I see you’ve been well acquainted with.”

James’ face flushed pink, “I didn’t- I don’t-“

“It’s fine.” Remus replied, handing him the books and the receipt, “She’s a big girl. I trust her to make her own decisions.”

“I didn’t pay for these.”

“You can thank my sister.” Remus winked as he sat on the stool and began reading. 

James grunted at not paying again. He rummaged through his wallet and placed forty pounds in the tip jar. Remus chuckled and shook his head at the gesture, appreciative nonetheless of the man's kindness. Another thirty minutes went by, and Harry was running back into his dad's arms. 

“That was awesome!” Harry exclaimed softly, “She was so nice! She gave us lollipops!”

“Did she?” James asked, and Harry nodded. 

Y/n smiled softly as she joined Remus behind the counter, grabbing some books to stamp while all the kids filed out to find their parents, “Looks like we’ll be back next Saturday.”

“I’m glad to hear it.” Y/n replied, “I’ll look forward to it.”

Harry smiled, “Thank you!”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart.”

James and Harry walked out of Lupin’s Library together with smiles on their faces. Harry wouldn’t stop jumping with joy the entire day. He couldn’t get over how lovely the lady was and how she gave him a lollipop. Truthfully, it was the little things when it came to kids. Remus chuckled as they left the library together. 

“He quite likes you, I’d say.”

“Little kids like anyone who give them candy.”

“I don’t mean the boy.” Remus replied, “I mean the adult who seems quite fond of you.”

Y/n hmphed, “And what about the man who wears the leather jacket and the straight black hair?”

Remus blushed, “‘Oh, Y/n, he’s so perfect.’” Y/n mocked.

“You’re annoying.” Remus nudged her with his elbow. 

“Love you too.” 

It wasn’t until Wednesday when he came back in again. Y/n had been absent from the shop due to having to help her friend bartend. Despite working at the bookshop full time, she still had a part-time job bartending. If she spent the whole day at the bar, then she spent the entire night at the bookstore. Working two jobs was no easy feat, but she did it. 

James walked in and wandered aimlessly after not seeing or hearing her. Remus smiled amusedly as he walked in and continued to read his book. James felt the spines of the books but never plucked one from the shelf. Remus got tired of his lost puppy look and finally called to him. 

“She’s not here, you know.”

“Oh,” James muttered, “Where- Where is she?”

Remus placed his book down after bending the corner of the page, “Helping a friend.”

“I’m sorry for wasting your time,” James replied nervously as he went to walk out the door. 

“Wait!” Remus called, and James turned, “I can- um- I can give you her schedule if you want.”

“Schedule?” James questioned, “She doesn’t work here full time?”

Remus shook his head, “No, she works part-time at a bar around the block. It helps-“ He scratched the back of his neck, “It helps pay the bills.”

“You guys don’t make enough to stay in business?” 

“No, we don’t.” Remus murmured, “I can't really do much else other than work here, so Y/n took up another job. Which she hates, and it drains her.” 

James was appalled. These people were so nice and kind. How weren’t they making enough to stay in business? Remus looked utterly embarrassed by the whole thing, confessing to a customer that they were struggling. James, himself, was a Nephrologists at a hospital not too far away. His family was small, and he made a lot of money. 

Without another word, James left the shop leaving Remus in a confused state. He walked to an ATM that was only a couple of blocks away before pulling out a decent amount of cash. James walked back into the bookstore and placed an envelope on the counter. Remus stared at it confused as he got on his own two feet to open it. As he peeled back the seal, he saw what was inside. 

“I’m sorry, I can’t-“

“Please.” James begged, “Harry would be devastated if his favorite place went out of business.”

Remus had tears in his eyes as he placed the money beneath the counter, “Thank you. You have no idea what this means. Our parents bought this shop with almost nothing, and we’ve been trying, but it’s so hard.”

“Well,” James began, “I don’t know if I could live with myself if this place was gone, especially after knowing you’re guys’ kindness.”

Remus smiled and grabbed a piece of paper with a calendar on it. At the bottom, he wrote his and Y/n’s names along with their phone numbers. His handwriting was tidy and curvy. Remus handed the piece of paper to him, and James took it gratefully. 

“It’s Y/n’s schedule along with her part-time bartending job. Our numbers are at the bottom.” Remus motioned to the calendar and at the numbers on the bottom. 

“Thank you, Remus.” James smiled as he pulled out a business card from his wallet, “Obviously, you don’t need me to be your doctor, but my number is on the card if either of you needs anything.”

Remus took the two cards gently, “Thank you, James. We really won’t forget this.”

“I’m glad.” James smiled, “Because I won’t forget you two.”

He left the bookstore with a skip in his step. It felt good to do that. James hadn’t felt this happy since Harry was born, but now he felt like himself again. He felt like that energized boy from middle school who was always destined to be great. 

James didn’t know what it was like to be poor. He grew up with his parents being doctors. They made decent money, and James always got what he wanted. They lived with the higher class. It made his heart ache that Remus and Y/n, who were so sweet we’re struggling. He couldn’t take it. He had to do something. It felt good to do that something. 

Around the block was a bar called Whiskey Woes. It was old and rugged-looking. The black stone bricks seemed to be cracking in every spot. It made James grimace. Walking inside was even worse. The pungent smell of older men with no taste for cologne made him scrunch his nose. But behind the counter, he saw an exhausted girl who was giving it her all to get tips. 

James made his way to sit on a barstool, and sluggishly Y/n made her way to him, “Good afternoon, sir! What can I getcha today?”

“A glass of water?” James replied, lifting his head, and Y/n let out a visible sigh of relief, “‘Course.”

A minute of running around the bar later, a glass of water was placed in front of him, “How’s work, Y/n?”

“How’d you find out my name?”

“Well, your name tag says it.” James pointed, “And I went by the bookstore today.”

Y/n hummed, “Remus tell you where I work, huh?”

“Yeah.” James replied, stirring his water with his straw, “And I want you to quit.”

“Excuse me?”

“I want you to quit working at this shithole.” James repeated, “And take this.”

Another envelope was passed to her across the bar. Y/n eyed him as she broke the glued seal on the white paper. Inside she saw cash, and it didn’t look like just a tiny amount either. Y/n’s face showed visible shock, and James smiled sheepishly. 

“Consider it a tip.”

“This is more than a tip.” Y/n chuckled, “This is like three of my yearly salaries.”

James’ smile faltered just a tiny bit, “You don’t belong here. You belong at the bookstore with Remus. You don’t seem happy here, and Remus sees it too. Says you come home exhausted and drained.”

“Is there anything I can do to repay you?” 

“Maybe go on a date with me?” 

Y/n blushed, “A date?”

“Yeah, a date.” James muttered. 

“I think you deserve a lot more than a date.” Y/n replied, and James smirked, “Only if you’ll let me.”

She laughed, and it made his stomach flutter. It was a sound he wanted to hear forever. It made his heart flip and the corners of his lips quirk. The way she tilted her head back and how her hair flowed as she did so—the crinkle of her nose and the creases of her eyes as she shut them tightly. 

She was so perfect. 

[slytherinsnekxvii]

let's talk about lily evans and the marauders, aka moony, wormtail, padfoot and prongs. given that i didn't use their actual names, i think you can figure out where this is going. it's also long as hell, so. canon vs fanon, marauder edition, except snek is sleep deprived.

now, before we begin, i don't dislike the marauders. or lily, tbh. if I'm being perfectly, genuinely honest, i still go back and forth sometimes but they've been growing on me for a while now. the canon versions, at least. fanon does them real dirty, and that's part of why i'm writing this, because i'm genuinely tired of it. it's an injustice.

you can at least make excuses for james and lily, who were so undeveloped that jkr practically dropped a fill-in-the-blank sheet of character information in our laps, but sirius, remus and peter were around long enough for y'all to get real acquainted with them.

in canon, sirius black is an unhinged mf. genuinely. this isn't to say he's a bad guy, in fact, we see that he's still capable of doing good things, still capable of love, still capable of all the things that prove he's actually not bad at heart, just,,, severely traumatised and very steeped in negativity from his time with the dementors. what i'm saying is that this man is absolutely, no questions asked, no holds barred demented, and how could he not be? the guy sat wrongfully imprisoned in azkaban for twelve years, a good portion of which he spent as a dog in order to protect himself from the dementors. he certainly wasn't completely insane, but you cannot tell me that he was all there. he got out of azkaban fuelled almost solely by the intent to get revenge on pettigrew, tried to commit murder in front of three witnesses who were also children—one of whom was his godson—ate rats and was also malnourished, which i'm certain did not help the situation any. this man is off his goddamn rocker, and you know what? you love to see it. good for him.

oh, but, snek, that's what he's like as an adult. what about when they were at school? before azkaban? my guy, the reaction he has to grimmauld place is not the reaction of someone without trauma. i don't believe that walburga and orion were the type to physically abuse their children, but whatever happened in that house helped to fuck him up enough that he skipped the joke of part of practical joke, and pranked snape by telling him how to meet a werewolf that he knew would be fully transformed and dangerous to humans. more than that, the werewolf was remus, whom he's friends with, and who—best case scenario—would be facing a trial if james hadn't stepped in. you can say that maybe he didn't think about or understand the gravitas of his actions, but at the end of it, that's not how properly sane people react to people they dislike, and that's not how they treat their friends. if anything, it reads like he was in the middle of a breakdown and absolutely losing his shit and he wasn't thinking at all.

my guy went through some serious shit, and was in no way completely mentally stable. we can see pretty clearly that he's got a serious dark side to him that probably would have gone unbridled had he not disagreed with his family, and yet, fanon took one look at him and went, "teehee, uwu bad boi go vroom."

fanon said padfoot is a pretty boy with nice hair who is tastefully traumatised from his horribly abusive household. sirius rides his motorcycle and plays jokes and flirts with anything that moves, but he can do no real wrong and always comes back to his soft, bookish, chocolate-loving boyfriend remus, who will laugh about his lycanthropy and quietly disapprove but secretly laugh at his friends' antics while hiding his smile in his cardigan.

respectfully, what in the absolute fuck.

i'd put that meme in here if i could, the one that's like, "well done, you've broken _______ down to its bare essentials," but no. i can't bc it doesn't even apply. this isn't a meme, it's theseus' fucking ship.

fanon broke it down, and replaced the pieces one by one until we got to this point, where we need to sit down and ask ourselves, "is this even the same character?"

the answer is no, by the way. it isn't. when people talk about woobifying characters—you know, taking away every flaw they have, romanticising everything they do and making them only capable of doing good, wonderful, lovely things?—this is what we mean.

and it'd be one thing if it was just the one character, but, no. fanon went all in and made them all squeaky clean and boring, especially peter, who draws the shortest of the straws.

remus got fucked, too. not just because fanon insists on sticking him into a relationship with sirius. which, we'll tackle wolfstar in a bit, but that's not even the worst of it. here, we have yet another example of blatant, rampant woobifying. again, is he a bad person? no. we know he's a good guy, we know he's generally kind and well-mannered, we know that he wants to fo the right thing but hey, fun fact. did you know that you can be nice and a coward? did you know that you can be benevolent and good and kindly and have the greatest of intentions and still be shady as fuck? no? ask dumbledore. the man played people like chess pieces when he needed to, and he was a twinkly grandpa. these are things that can coexist.

teenage remus is a coward who, understandably, does not stand up to his friends, likely for fear of being ostracised, and doesn't uphold his prefect duties as he should and takes part in their bullying of snape as a result. he lets them romp with him in werewolf form while they are in their animagus forms and then, he lets them continue to do so even after they have multiple close calls, which, again, had anything happened, would have resulted in a trial in the best case scenario.

grownup remus is still a coward, he tells no one that sirius can move about the school in his animagus form despite wholeheartedly believing that he's a mass murderer, he tries to run out on his wife and unborn kid. he isn't deliberately making attempts to harm anyone, but he's content to sit back and let things happen to him and around him so he doesn't rock the boat, although he is capable of action, which we see when he is more than willing to help sirius merk pettigrew in the shack. he can be careless, he runs out to the shack knowing he hasn't taken his wolfsbane and ends up transforming in front of the students he, as a teacher, is meant to be protecting. of course, this doesn't negate his good qualities, it just bears repeating that his flaws do exist, and they're pretty serious.

fanon moony is always pleasant and kind and soft-spoken and bookish, and he always has to have his chocolate. he knows when to tell off his friends, and he'll do it, even if he's secretly amused by everything they do and laughs about it with his best friend, lily evans, who coincidentally spends all her time with them so he and sirius can go on double dates with james and lily and no one has to remember peter exists.

why. theseus' ship 2.0. does the actual character still exist or is this something entirely different thing bearing the same name?

as for peter, who needs peter pettigrew, the actual, legitimate, fourth marauder when you have lily evans? canon pettigrew is opportunistic as fuck. he's latching himself to the biggest bad on the block and he's going all in. for teenage peter, that was james and sirius, and for adult peter, that's voldemort. canon peter is good enough at transfiguration to master the animagus transformation, just like his friends, and he's good enough at potions to brew the potion that gives voldemort a body. and honestly, you can't say he wasn't brave. he could've run off somewhere and died, or changed his identity or something after he faked his death and framed sirius, but, no. he goes and resurrects voldemort. that's fucked up, yeah, but it happened and honestly, i respect that it. he stuck to his guns.

fanon wormtail is lucky if he exists beyond being a spineless sycophant for james and sirius, or an evil conniving little rat who's looking to toss his entire friend group to the wolves at eleven.

of course, this isn't meant to negate his bad qualities, he still murdered people and framed sirius and sold out the potters to die, but his good characteristics do exist, and james, sirius and remus genuinely were his friends.

and now, we get to lily and james.

we have hardly any information on either of them. they're a pair of cardboard cutouts that we can paint and stick flyers to and colour outside the lines however we want. we can do whatever the fuck, as long lily is brave and smart and somewhat kind and james is brave and willing to die for his family. we were essentially handed a pair of ocs.

and yet.

what little bits of canon we have are thrown out of the window regardless.

james is privileged and rich, and he throws hexes for fun. he's willing to hex lily when she disagrees with him, and then, he goes behind her back to continue hexing snape after she believes that he's stopped doing so. and that's all we know about him until he dies for his family at twenty-one years old. once again, say it with me: this does not negate his good qualities. he definitely had them, he took sirius in when sirius ran away from home, he became an animagus to keep remus company as a wolf, and he saved snape in the shack, thereby saving remus and sirius by extension. him having flaws does not make him a bad person.

fanon prongs is a feminist. he fights for equal rights for women everywhere, and he constantly treats his girlfriend, lily, like an absolute queen. he's the hottest boy in school and everyone claps when he walks through the halls. mcgonagall and dumbledore are always patting him on the back and making jokes with him. he has a built-in dark detector that helps him sense when someone is a evil and needs to he punished.

give me a break. the dude's cool and all, but was the gary stu treatment necessary?

...oh, he needed to match fanon lily? right, right.

canon lily is a contradiction unto herself. she's supposedly a great friend, but since we see her at a point where they were already drifting apart, we see her putting little effort into keeping their friendship afloat. she victim blames based on rumours, she doesn't seem to care over much about what snape has to say about the people who have been tormenting him since day one. and she's justified, of course, she doesn't have to stick around. canon lily is a bit of hypocrite, she says that snape calls everyone of her birth mudblood, but then that begs the question why she still hangs around with him if that's the case. he calls her mudblood, she retaliates by calling him snivellus, and finishes up with a dig about his underwear, which, sure, it's kicking a man with a rusty spoon and pouring salt in the wound, but she's, again, justified. i get where she was coming from. and then, of course, she dies for her kid after marrying the guy who relentlessly bullied her quote-unquote best friend for their entire school careers. but, like i said, canon lily is, in many ways, a contradiction.

lily is basically a plot device. she pushes everyone's narrative but her own, and does little else.

of course, this trend would continue in fanon. fanon lily exists to be the perfect girl who gets really angry over the slightest injustice, and of course, she gets to be one half of one of the oldest enemies-to-lovers "it was just sexual tension" cliche pairings in the book. she's just,,, a mary sue. in so many fics, so many headcanons, she's just pettigrew's stand-in, a girl to form a gang with marlene, mary and dorcas—who happen to be more undeveloped ocs who also get the woobify mary sue treatment—to parallel the marauders. there is nothing compelling about her character when she's presented as a saint, and even less when she's supposedly the other moral compass for the marauders that doesn't actually work because she thinks that james is cute.

and this brings me to the next topic. jily. what, why, how. this was supposed to be a healthy, happy relationship that would have lasted in the long run? absolutely not. even for its time, i can't say that i see it lasting.

first of all, jkr presents james' crush on lily as just that: a crush. a mildly obsessive one, but a crush nonetheless, which she tries to liken to the pulling of pigtails. and then, we see that james' way of getting her to go out with him consists of blackmail, and when that doesn't work, he resorts to threatening her. this could have been set aside if he had actually, genuinely changed when they started spending more time together, but as we're told by sirius and remus, he didn't. he just got better at hiding what he was up to. and it has to be that he hid it, because if she knew, this further damages the character that she's set up to have and paints her out to be either unable to stand up to him or an enabler.

regardless, they get married. and while i have trouble believing that it was out of genuine love, there are scenarios that could make some semblance of sense. it's wartime, after all, and maybe lily is worried about her stability in the wizarding world, so why not marry into an established family whose son is already showing interest? or perhaps, she falls into the trap of every bad boy cliche ever, and she thinks to herself, well, i got him to be better then, maybe i can get him to do even better in the future. or maybe, she doesn't get into a relationship with him immediately and sees him on and off, until eventually, she accidentally gets pregnant and they scramble to have a shotgun wedding so as not to leave lily alone at nineteen with a baby. or maybe they marry each other because they're there and sure, neither of then is ready and they don't know what love even is but what else is there to do when there's a dark lord about? anyways, the point is, they get married.

and then what? if we count pottermore into canon, he goes on to further damage her relationship with petunia and vernon, to the point where she ends up crying. if we don't, she fades into the background enough that nobody has anything to say about her. she's harry's mum, she's james' wife, lily potter, she was kind and smart and brave and that's it. her agency is gone, anything else we have of her personality is gone.

jily just,,, wasn't built to last. and, yeah, this,,, this is a hill i'll die on.

same with wolfstar, honestly. there are so many reasons why it wouldn't work, but fanon has made it so fucking prevalent that it's literally everywhere no matter where you look.

first of all, i've said it before and i'll say it again. sirius is more likely to get with james that he is to ever end up in a relationship with remus. their chemistry is just,,, underdeveloped. net zero for a relationship.

secondly, sirius instigated the werewolf prank, and lupin would have paid the price for it. this could have been overlooked, but he doesn't seem the slightest bit guilty about any of it when it's brought up in poa. he could have been responsible for lupin losing the security of his place at hogwarts in the best case scenario, and in the worst case, his life. and he seems to look forward to full moons, even though they clearly aren't pleasant for remus, which,,, yeah, you're going to have fun, but like, maybe be concerned about the fact that your friend undergoes excruciating pain and it isn't a pleasant time for him? read the room, my g.

thirdly, they don't trust each other as much as fanon seems to think they do. they were both willing to believe each other the traitor before ever suspecting pettigrew. sirius thought remus gave away the potters, hell, he thought remus was a spy for voldemort, and remus was convinced that sirius was a mass murderer. neither of them needed to be convinced.

fourthly, maybe i'm reading too much into it, but like. sirius had money. remus had no money, since, yk, he was a werewolf and struggling for cash and still, sirius,,, did not leave him any money. i feel like if you had money to spare, you would give to your friend who is literally poor. but, again, maybe i'm reading too much into it and this isn't as valid a point as i think it is.

and ehh, the fifth reason is that it's,,, actually very much not the representation for the ltgbt community that fanon says it is but y'all aren't ready for that conversation.

anyways, just,,, even when you set the couple shit aside, the power dynamics between everyone here is fucked. like, james and sirius are clearly at the top of food chain calling the shots and egging each other on. then there's lily, who isn't even a marauder, but is always ever-so-slightly above remus but still not on their level, because, well. neither of them actually listen to her. remus is the novelty friend, the friend who's,,, alright, i guess, but you keep them around specifically because they're funny or they can dance or they have something that you can either show off to other people or keep as your little inside joke, your little secret, yk? and peter is just sort of there. like, yeah, he can do what we can but does that make him as good as we are? no. does he have a funny little something about him that we can exploit? nah. therefore he sits at the bottom. and like, yeah, james and sirius are on the same level, but james is yanking sirius' chain, not the other way around. anyways, like i said. power dynamic's fucked and it bothers me that we were given all of this, and fanon decided to take it all and throw it away so they could give us flamboyant!badboi!sirius black x softboi!motherhen!remus lupin going on double dates with feminist!trustfundbaby!james potter and saint!lily evans while ignoring peter pettiwho?

theseus' fucking ship, indeed.

anyways, this needed to be said. it might not make as much sense as i want it to, considering it's 4:12 in the morning as i'm posting this, after taking a break from writing to do some research and coming across way too much content about fanon marauders, but it's here and it still makes enough sense that you can read it and understand what i mean. and like, at the end of the day, you can go ahead and headcanon whatever you please, you can write fic and make art and do whatever you like, just,,, remember that they're exactly that. headcanons. stop presenting fanon as canon. please. i'm literally begging. we actually have evidence against it. just,,, acknowledge that they're headcanons and stop putting them forward as though they're able to fit into canon. please.

[quindolyn]

General Relationship Headcanons || James Potter

Request: “Please can you do a general relationship for james potter? xx” -anon

Word Count: 5,835

Notes: This is kinda slow burn, I’m a little sorry. The ones I did for Remus and Sirius were not canon so this won’t be either which is a little easier because no Jily. These keep on getting longer and longer, but part of that is because Jamie is definitely my favorite marauder.

Warnings: Smut, angst, lots of fluff, dom and sub James, momma’s boy Jamie

Masterlist

You were something special

James had known that since he was 4 years old

It just took him a long time to realize exactly how special you really were

James Potter was an idiot

That would become increasingly apparent to him as he grew up

Your family and the Potters were great friends for as long as any of you could remember, meaning that you and James were practically attached at the hip

And who could blame you? He has such nice hips 

The both of you are heart broken when he leaves for Hogwarts leaving you behind because you wouldn’t start until the following year.

All throughout his first year you guys write back and forth sharing every single detail of your respective days, down to the color of the plate you ate your lunch on

You can’t help but feel envious

There’s your best friend in the entire world, in fucking Scotland

Making new best friends

When the next year rolls around and you get to finally join James on the Hogwarts Express you want to hate Sirius and Remus

You really do

But how can you? They’re Remus and Sirius 

You guys spend the entirety of the train ride laughing and talking and the other two boys tell you embarrassing stories from the year prior about James

When they hear your nicknames for him (Jamsie, Jamie, J), they make fun of him relentlessly

He calls you an assortment of cheesy nicknames too but his favorites, before you guys get together, are “Sweetheart”, “Sunshine”, and “love”

If you get sorted into Gryffindor James screams his head off for you, making room for you to sit next to him at the table in the Great Hall, opposite Sirius and Remus.

If you’re in a different house then James gets sad, really sad, like that night he cries into his pillow and Sirius has to climb into bed with him to give him hugs and tell him that its okay even if the two of you are in different houses. That doesn’t have to affect your friendship if you don’t let it.

The next day James would find you before you got to the Great Hall and engulf you in a hug in the middle of the corridor, not caring that there were people streaming past the two of you in either direction. 

“We’re gonna be friends forever right (Y/N/N)?”

“I hope so Jamie.”

Even though you’re in different classes and potentially different houses you guys are around each other all of the time

You sit with him and the other boys at their place at the Gryffindor table

They sit with you in the library

And by the end of your first year you’re having sleepovers in their dorm

You sleep in James’ bed of course and Remus and Sirius do. Not. hesitate. To mock you relentlessly

“You and your girlfriend getting comfy over there Jamie?”

“Go to hell Siri, let me cuddle James in peace!” 

These jokes continue through your years at Hogwarts and you and James take them in jest

As you guys get older the physical affection you share never dwindles

After someone made a crude comment in the hallway about the two of you he talked to you making sure that you were okay with the arms he would throw over your shoulders, the arms wrapped around you waist, the kisses to your forehead before he left the Great Hall for class, holding you in his arms in the Gryffindor common room as the two of you drifted to sleep.

You assure him that its okay, that its not weird because you guys have been best friends since forever and that you love how affectionate you are with each other

You don’t start to realize you feelings for James until he starts pining after Lily, you don’t know what you have until its gone, right?

Watching him stare at her in the Great Hall

Writing her little notes that even though he’ll go up and ask her out in front of everyone, which you’re not too fond of either, he’s too shy to actually give her

Listening to him go on and on about her, her hair, the cadence of her voice, the beautiful color of her eyes, how intelligent she is, and on and on

Sirius picks up on this instantly

And he does not hesitate to make fun of you for it all the time, obviously not enough for James to pick up on it because he’s a prick not a complete asshole, but still enough to make you blush uncontrollably

You can’t say anything to him though because he’s your James and there’s absolutely no way that he returns your feelings, you’re like a little sister to him

So, much to Sirius’ chagrin, you swallow your feelings and sit there by James, trying to listen to Remus as he tries to explain to you your Charms homework while James watches Lily on the other side of the Common Room laughing with Dorcas and Marlene

And a little piece of your soul dies

The summer between your third and fourth year, his fourth and fifth, you were excited to finally have your Jamsie back to yourself again.

It went without saying that the two of you would alternate between each other’s houses over the summer

There would be no Lily Evans to distract him

No exams to stress over 

Just you and James at the Potter estate, exploring the woods that, in all honesty, didn’t change all that much from summer to summer, and swimming in the bioluminescent pond on the edge of the Potter property, simply floating next to each other on your backs, one of his hands grasping your forearm, making sure you didn’t float too far away from him

But apparently this year it didn’t go without saying.

Instead, a mere month before the end of the term, James regretfully tells you that he and his family are going to Spain for the summer to be with his aunt who lives there and he really wants to take you but its the entire summer and his parents nixed it

“I’m so sorry sunshine, I really want to take you but-”

“It’s okay Jamie, I get it if you could you’d take me, but you can’t so its fine. I’m not going to hold it against you.”

And you can tell that he’s genuinely upset about it but that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t hurt any less when you hug him goodbye at King’s Cross knowing that unlike years prior you weren’t going to see him in a few days.

You spend a good chunk of the summer wallowing, not necessarily because your crush isn’t there with you but because your best friend isn’t

James writes you every day just like he did during his first year at Hogwarts but its not the same because you can’t see him

You can’t hold onto his arm when you’re tired and set your head on his shoulder

So when September 1st rolls around and you finally get to see him again you’re down right giddy

But on Platform 9 ¾ you’re looking for a wiry, lanky boy, with a nose a little too big for his face, and a squeaky little voice

Not the 6 foot man who approaches you, with broad shoulders and budding facial hair along his jawline.

“Sunshine!”

Oh holy shit

His voice

He no longer sounds like a dog toy, a very cute dog toy but still

You must admit that you’re a fan of the change, as the word leaves his lips you imagine resting your head on his chest and feeling the vibrations as he spoke with whomever

Its not a single day that you’re back at Hogwarts before James is fawning all over Lily again and you’ve had enough of it

You’re not going to let yourself to keep on pining after a boy who doesn’t love you

Not even doesn’t love you

But loves someone else

Sirius finds you a couple weeks into the school year, sitting with your back against a wall in an empty corridor trying to hold in your tears.

“What’s wrong, love?”

“I-I can’t believe I let myself fall for him. I’m an idiot Si!”

Sirius holds you in that hallway, rocking you back and forth while he murmurs to you that James is the idiot, not you, and that you deserve so much more than him

He helps you concoct a plan to get over James, he pitches to you going out on a date with someone else

Doesn’t have to be anything all that serious, just something to get your mind off James and remind you how hot you are, and how many people are lining up for you to give them so much as a moment of your time.

It doesn’t take too much on Sirius’ part to get you to agree to let him set you up

His name was Sullivan, he was in your year, a year younger than Sirius, with sandy blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes 

Sully, as he insisted you call him, took you for a butter beer at the Three Broomsticks

You had a good time, Sully was smart, and attractive, and you and he shared similar interests 

And all though he was lovely, and he insisted you were too, the both of you agreed that you would be better off as friends

You spent more time with him in the following weeks and less with James, Sirius, and Remus

The latter two were very happy that you were trying to move on because watching you stare at James was a little sad

James is confused, and hurt, and jealous

Though he adamantly refuses to admit that last one

Instead he just watches you. All. Of. The. Time.

To the point where if it wasn’t James it would be disturbing

And even though it is him it gets touch concerning

Sometimes before you go and sit with the Marauders at their spot in the Great Hall you’ll stop by where Sullivan sits with his friends and give him a smile, talk for a few minutes before hugging each other and walking away

It made James’ blood boil

Who did this kid think he was, you were his best friend he didn’t get to just waltz in and take you, or Godric forbid date you

One day you’re sitting outside with the boys when you see Sullivan on the other side of the court yard, excusing yourself you walk up to him and chat for a couple minutes before Sullivan’s face goes pale and there’s a shadow looming over you.

James throws an arm around your shoulders, tugging you into his side while extending his hand to Sully

“Hi, I’m James, (Y/N/N)’s best friend.”

James is standing there with you guys maybe 2 minutes, being the most passive aggressive petty person he could possibly be, dropping not so subtle hints about his distaste for Sully before he’s tugging you back to the tree where Siri and Remmy still are, their hands resting dangerously close to each other’s 

“What the fuck James!”

He plays dumb because if there’s one thing James Potter is good at its being an idiot, but eventually he relents

“I just don’t like the way he looks at you, it's like he’s trying to get into your pants!”

You start cackling

Borderline manically

“You’ve got to be kidding me James we’re just friends!”

Sirius being the eternally helpful human being he was added in his two cents, “Maybe you’re projecting Potter!”

And the laughing stops

James goes beet red, you feel all the blood drain from your face before collecting yourself and murmuring a quick apology before racing off for the castle 

You and James don’t talk for 2 days

It's the longest either of you have gone without some form of communication

You’re both so embarrased and you don’t want to hear James tell you that he doesn’t actually like you and that it was just Sirius being an asshole

Of course he would say this to make you comfortable but that’s not what it would do

It would crush you

You don’t have classes together so it's easy to ignore him there, and if you’re in separate houses it's even easier

Meals

Now that’s a different story

You can’t just eat somewhere else and the prospect of facing James after what Sirius said has you running for the nearest toilet

So you scrounge up what you can in the kitchen after meals

It kills James that he’s only seen you on the other side of the courtyard or disappearing behind corridors 

You’re supposed to be his Sunshine, he can’t stand that you’re hiding from him, he misses you so much

And at first he’s a little angry when you don’t sit with them at meals, but after scanning the Great Hall, he realizes you’re not there

His stomach drops, have you not been eating?

So dinner the second night he collects a plate for you with all of your favorite things and determinedly sets off for your dorm, balancing a plate in one hand and a glass of pumpkin juice in the other

He has to knock on your door with his foot

“Jamie, what’re you doing here.”

He gently pushes past you letting himself into your room to set the plate and glass on your desk

“You haven’t been eating.”

And despite yourself your heart flutters, because he’s right you haven’t been eating as much as you should’ve not wanting to get caught in the kitchens you only swiped what you could easily get your hands on

But then you have to remember, it's because you’re basically his little sister, not because he reciprocates your feelings

“I’ve missed you Sunshine.”

And you lose it

“Stop! Stop it Jamie I can’t take it anymore, you can’t keep calling me Sunshine and Sweetheart and Love and cuddle with me on the couch and then turn around and declare your undying love for Lily fucking Evans. I can’t do it anymore! I like you, differently than you like me and I can’t do this anymore!”

Poor Jamsie has never felt like more of an absolute asshole

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t revel just a little bit in the look on his face, didn’t feel a little triumph that maybe he felt even a fraction as bad as you did.

He’s an idiot and he realizes it

You’re both very quiet for a minute before he walks up to you so that you’re a mere inch from him before he gulps and leans down to press his lips to yours

“I’m an idiot.”

“Yes you are.”

“But I’m your idiot, right?”

“Always Jamsie.”

It's not as though much changes between the two of you on the surface once you’re together

You’re a bit more touchy feely with each other, kisses usually pressed to foreheads or temples often find themselves brushing at the other’s lips

He holds your hand a lot more freely now and more often than not it will end up clasping your thigh under the table in the Great Hall, or after having pushed your chairs together in the library so they touched

When you curl up together in the Gryffindor common room his hands find their way under your shirt, lightly tracing the skin of your stomach, pressing kisses to the junction where your neck meets your shoulder

His arsenal of nicknames expands impressively

Angel, darling, beautiful, gorgeous, poppet, pretty girl, mine

And he’ll add the occasional my before the word “love”

You already slept over in their dorm room every other night before you and James got together but now it's more of a nightly occurrence

Especially the day before a Quidditch match, James insists that he sleeps with his lucky charm, says you keep him calm

You cheer the hardest for James at his matches, bar maybe Sirius

Even if you’re in a different house you sit with Siri and Remus in the Gryffindor stands and get all decked out in red and gold

Now that you’re his he has no problem with Sullivan, he trusts you and by extension he trusts the people you trust

You’re touched one day, early on into your relationship, when Lily comes up to you in the Great Hall and tells you that you didn’t have to tell James to tell her that he was sorry for being a prick and not taking no for an answer.

You don’t tell her this but you didn’t ask him to do anything

James is just a good person

He also has an abundance of money and little impulse control

He’ll buy you literally anything he sees that reminds him of you, or if he remembers you bringing up that you wanted or needed it

He likes buying you jewelry because you can wear it more often than you could say the same dress or blouse

That’s not to say that he doesn’t buy you clothes too, he has all of your sizes memorized and knows whether you wear normal/petite/tall

James Potter will buy you pads/tampons/whatever product you use

He’s a man not a little boy and he doesn’t give a flying fuck if someone makes fun of him for it

One day Lucius calls him out for it and Jamie is just not having it 

“You have no clue where the clit is or what to do with it do you Malfoy?”

He’s always helped you through your periods so now that you’re together he’s just more liberal with his touch because he knows how much you love it

He knows how to do basic hairstyles and such because he watched his mom when he was a little boy and watch your mom do your hair too

If your hair requires special treatments and hairstyles he will write to your mom, asking for her to teach you because he loves your hair and wants to be able to help you, like imagine sitting in his bed while he puts braids in your hair following the instructions your mom sent him

Speaking of families when he tells Euphemia you two are together (which he does as soon as he leaves your dorm that night) she literally screams

Fleamont was worried that she was being attacked

But the next day at breakfast you get a letter from Euphemia stained with dried tear drops as she poured her heart out to you, telling you how much she loved you and that if her son ever broke your heart you were to go to her immediately and she would deal with him for you 

The year you finally become boyfriend and girlfriend is the year you all become animaguses 

James tries to argue with you, insisting that you shouldn’t do it because it's dangerous and he doesn’t want you getting hurt

Your rebuttal is that isn’t it just as dangerous for him? And if you’re not doing it neither is he and that leaves Sirius which just wouldn’t end well 

He’s so proud of you when you transform for the first time, he gets so distracted watching you that he forgets where he is for a moment

That summer, unlike the one previous, you and James spend all of your time together 

You spend the entirety of the holiday at the Potter estate doing all the things that you and Jamie used to do when you were younger, only this time its better

Instead of being childhood friends you’re each other’s 

You can kiss him, and hold his hand, and he can lift up your hair to kiss the back of your neck

Euphemia lets you guys sleep in the same bed but before that she sits the two of you down and gives you the talk

“Now (Y/N), I don’t know if your parents have ever discussed this with you but if you two are going to be sharing a bed I think it's important we go over it.”

There’s so much blushing and whining from James

“Muuuummmm.”

One night you guys are lying on the floor of his bedroom wearing the absolute bare minimum because it was so hot and humid out when you pitched the idea of going skinny dipping

James is hesitant at first because he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable

But you insist that you’re fine and point out to him that it was you idea not his

Being the gentleman he is when you strip by the lake he looks away making you laugh

When you turn him to look at you his jaw drops

You’re even more gorgeous than he could’ve ever imagined

It's dark out but the light from the lake allows you to drink in your figure

He blushes so much you’d think that he was the one naked

 When he does strip too he grabs you and jumps into the water, you guys are all over each other, running your hands up and down his chest, his hands are supporting your bum while your legs wrap around his waist

You have sex that night, for the first time, he was very gentle with you and holds your hand when he breaks you hymen and if you cry he kisses away your tears

“Do you wanna stop baby? Does it hurt too much? We can stop.”

James is one of two things depending on your preference

We have soft dom!James and sub!James

I personally appreciate a healthy mix of both 

Starting with soft dom!James, he would be so gentle with you 

Also very firm though, if you broke any of his rules he would not hesitate to punish you

He’s a thigh man through and through

Doesn’t matter if we’re talking dom or sub, the man lives for your thighs

Which makes his favorite form of punishment laying you across his lap to spank you, but most of the time his blows land on more of your thighs than they do your bum

He makes you count as he spanks you too and after every blow you have to thank him

“One! Thank you Daddy!”

And if you ever call him James instead of Daddy during sex he’ll stick his fingers in your mouth and make you choke on them, kissing away the tears that fall from your eyes, “S’okay baby, you’re okay. Can you do this for me? Can you take my fingers like the good girl I know you are?”

He loves taking you up against a wall, especially in the locker rooms after a Quidditch match

Shower sex is one of his favorites, thinks you look absolutely gorgeous, soaking wet and moaning for him, not to mention he get’s to fuck you up against the wall

This is the point in the headcanon where I urge you all to go read the blurbs by @randomoutsiders​ where Remus and Sirius teach James how to brat tame you, she captures his essence perfectly

He loves to blindfold you, he likes the little jump he gets out of you when he touches you

He gives you the most condescending mocking smiles

What comes to mind is the first time he makes you squirt, he’s so proud of both himself and you

“Good girl, look at that, look at how much of a mess you made for me angel. So pretty, good job.”

He then proceeds to lick the mess you just made off of you 

He loves buying you lingerie

He likes it in a deep red and black

Loves ripping it off of you, absolutely adores it 

After care with him would be so soft and sweet, he loves taking baths with you so he can clean you up and kiss all the places he left bruises while he murmurs to you about what a good girl you were and how proud he is of you

One night he tells you that if Godric forbid the two of you ever split up and you’re with someone else that after care is necessary and that you’re precious and deserved to be treated as such 

He treats you like a goddess 

Sub!James is just as precious

He’s also my current obsession so stick with me here

He’s just so eager to please, always wanting to make you feel good and not even caring all that much if he gets off himself

Just so centered around making you feel good

He calls you “Mommy” and I will not be accepting criticism

I feel like “Mistress” is too impersonal if that makes much sense

The former is just so intimate and James wears his heart out on his sleeve 

James is rarely if ever a brat, usually when he’s disappointed in himself and he takes it out on you and you have to remind him how to be a good boy

And the rest of the time when he breaks a rule it's completely on accident and he’ll come to you and tell you about it to apologize

He feels so guilty, like he’s failed you

Especially if he touches himself without your permission, it's almost enough to keep him from doing it but he’s still a horny teenaged boy and can’t help himself sometimes

Most of the time though you’ll end up with a horny James knocking on your dorm door begging you to help him 

He prefers giving you head than you giving him head

That’s not to say that the visual of you on your knees with his cock in your mouth isn’t appealing, it most certainly is 

He just loves that he can make you feel that good with just his tongue

James also loves how you taste, tells you it’s better than candy

Which makes you smile like an idiot

Will finger you under the table in the library if you ask him to, it's not like he was paying that much attention to his homework in the first place, and even if he had been you are without a doubt more important

Loves it when you ride him

Absolutely adores it, he loves the way your tits bounce which is why he prefers cowgirl to reverse cowgirl because he can keep his hands on your tits and on your thighs

He asks you for a cock ring, loves that you get to decide when he gets to cum 

Extra points if its a vibrating one

With his consent of course, you tie him up and make him watch while Sirius and Remus fuck the living day lights out of you, barely paying him any mind while you scream for the cocks of his two best friends 

He likes being tied up in general allowed to look and only look

The first time you peg him he almost cries it feels so good

And you take his sniffling as a sign he doesn’t like it and that he’s hurt, he has to explain to you that that is not it and “You make me feel so good Mommy.”

His whimpers and moans are the most precious things and he’s very vocal

Screaming your name and begging you to cum

He is not shy to beg you 

To cum

To make you cum

To get to so much as look at you

Baby boy has absolutely no shame 

I especially like sub!James because he’s such a cocky asshole 90% of the time but he’s also the kindest, most considerate soul and he spends so much of his life helping others that sometimes he just wants you to be in control

Regardless of sub or dom James you were making out on his couch that summer, your hands in his hair, his fumbling with the clasp on your bra when there was a pounding at his front door

He makes you stay where you are because he doesn’t want you to get hurt but its just Sirius

Well not just Sirius

He was bloodied and broken and looked like he’d been to hell and back

When he told the two of you what happened, how he’d been disowned and had nowhere else to go, while Euphemia tended to his wounds James engulfed him into the biggest hug and they just sit there, Sirius crying into James’ chest while James ran his hands up and down Sirius’ back whispering to him about how it was going to be alright that he was safe, that no one was ever going to hurt him again.

About 2 or so hours after you’d all retired for the night, you and James snuggled together in his bed you awoke when the door to his room creaked open

There was Sirius, with tears streaming down his face, his bottom lip wobbling

After untangling yourself from James you walked over to him, taking his hand in yours and leading him over to the bed

“James, scooch over.”

“Huh?”

“Scooch!”

When he opens his eyes and sees his Sirius standing there, bashfully ducking his head he quickly moves over and you and Sirius settle into the bed with him in the middle

You and James pet his hair hold his hands while you tell him how much the both of you love him and how you’re never going to let anything bad happen to him again

You fall asleep that night with James spooning Sirius from the back and you with your body curled into Sirius’s front, his head resting on your chest

When you go back to Hogwarts you often end up in this position in their dorm room only add Remus into the mix

You’re a year behind all of them at school meaning that when they graduate you’re still stuck their for a whole nother year without any of them

And it nearly kills all of you

You and James most, though you write to each other every day it's still not the same as him actually being there with you

When you get particularly desperate to see him he apparates to Hogsmeade where he becomes Prongs and meets you in the Forbidden Forest where you basically just spend the entire time holding each other and telling the other how much you love them

He cries at your graduation, full on blubbers 

“That’s my girl!”

Insists that you look better in your graduation cap than anyone else

Doesn’t relent when you tell him how ridiculous that is

You guys move in together as soon as you graduate, it’s barely even a discussion because you guys can always tell what the other is thinking

“Hey babe, do you wanna-”

“Yeah Jamie, when you wanna go look at apartments?”

He loves going shopping for your apartment, he has so much fun looking at color swatches and different fabrics

He insists that you guys decorate at least part of the apartment in Gryffindor colors

Wolfstar lives down the street from you guys and you have biweekly coffee dates together at a little coffee shop in between your two houses.

After a year or so you realise that you and James still aren’t married, and you get very self conscious

Does he not want to spend the rest of his life with you?

Does he not love you as much as you love him?

It completely eats you up

And James can tell that something’s up

When he asks you you confess your worries to him and his heart breaks

He never wanted to make you feel like he didn’t love you

Because of course he loved you

You were his everything, you were his Sunshine

After telling you all of this he goes rummaging through his drawers looking for something

That’s how you find him when you wake up to him accidentally dropping something results in a loud bang

“Jamie? Are you okay?”

When you find him he’s standing bashfully, blushing with his head down, his hands holding something behind his back

“James?”

And that’s when he gets down on one knee and pulls the small velvet box from behind his back

“This isn’t how I wanted to do it darling, but I spend every single day  thinking about you, you’re the first thing I think of in the morning and I fall asleep with you in my arms thinking about how much I love you and how I don’t know if I could live my life without you. I’m so sorry if I’ve ever made you feel differently, I can’t believe I was enough of an idiot to ever hurt you, in any way. Even though I most certainly don’t deserve you, would you do me the honor of making me the happiest man alive and marrying me?”

Euphemia plans your wedding with the help of Sirius

They go all out

There may or may not be a life size ice sculpture of you and James per Sirius' request

Married life is absolute bliss for the two of you

You wake up every morning with that ring on your bedside table (do people sleep in their engagement rings and wedding bands? I’m a child of divorce whose parents are both children of divorce, true love is a foreign concept) to remind you of the beautiful man beside you

Both sub and dom James go absolutely wild on your wedding night, he can’t believe your Mrs. Potter, that your his

Its that night that you pregnant

Though you don’t know it for almost 2 months 

James is the best husband 

He carries you everywhere, even when you’re not showing 

And he can because fuck that man is strong

He’ll carry you upstairs at night and down them in the morning and to the sofa 

You can only move by yourself when he’s not looking 

James is really good at puzzles and putting things together so it takes him less than 2 hours to put all the furniture together for the nursery 

Which he insists you paint yellow, the color of sunshine

One of the first things he buys is a little Gryffindor onesie for your baby

When he comes James has him in it all of the time

When you go into labor he’s very calm and collected

Euphemia is there to help the both of you because that’s the person he first called when you had your first contraction 

He holds your hand the entire time, kissing you, and coaching you along, telling you how good you’re doing, how proud he is of you

He cries when he first sees his son, he’s so beautiful 

Even though he’s basically the spitting image of James, Jamie swears that he looks so much like you

Once the doctors and nurses leave the room he climbs into bed beside you, throwing and arm over your shoulder as you cradle your little boy in your arms

“He’s beautiful Jamie.”

“Just like his mother.”

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Day 121: Record

"I found some weird box full of muggle stuff," Ron called, carrying said weird box out into the open living room that Hermione and Draco were working in since they had mandatory cleaning on Saturday mornings for everyone who lived in Grimmauld. "I don't even know what these are," he added, holding up flat, black circles with holes in the middle.

"They're records," Hermione replied, glancing up from the cabinet she was working on cleaning out. "They play music," she elaborated.

Ron made a face, "They're probably junk," he replied.

"What are?" Harry asked as he emerged from the creepy closet off of the kitchen, covered in spider webs.

"These records," Ron said, kicking the box with his toe.

"Oh," Harry said, making his way over, "Were they Sirius', do you reckon?"

"It says 'Lily Evans' on the side," Draco pointed out.

"Probably junk either way," Ron said.

Draco Malfoy had spent more than half of his life in love with Harry Potter. He might not have called it love when he was young but the older he got, the more clear it became that he had been a lovesick idiot for most of his life. He'd spent a lifetime memorizing every detail of that face. So he couldn't really be blamed for noticing the split second of hurt that flashed across Harry's face before he nodded, "Yeah. You're probably right. I'll just run them out to the bin."

"Let me," he said before he'd really formed a plan. "I've got all this to take out anyway," he said, gesturing to the box of junk that he'd weeded out this morning. "And we all know that Kreacher has less of a problem with it when I do it."

Harry gave him a little smile that Draco wondered if anyone believed was genuine. "Thanks," he said.

Draco levitated his box and the box of records and headed down toward the kitchen. When he was out of ear shot he murmured, "Kreacher," and the elf appeared.

"Yes, Master Draco?"

"Hi," he said, giving him a little nod, "Could you help me with something?"

"Anything!" he replied, nodding hard enough that his ears flapped.

"Could you hold onto this box for me?" he asked, gesturing to the box with the records.

"Of course," he said, immediately taking the box and disappearing.

Draco nodded in satisfaction and started plotting how he'd learn enough about records that he could help Harry use his mother's.

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Two weeks later, on another Saturday morning cleaning day, he still hadn't made much progress. Luna had actually been the most helpful but he hadn't any idea where to find a record player.

But as luck would have it, one turned up in the library, tucked in a cabinet behind some very dusty potion vials and a rusted old cauldron. "Kreacher," he whispered.

When he appeared he held out the record player and asked him to keep it with the records.

He felt quite pleased with himself now that he'd found the record player; he was certain that he'd be able to play records for Harry in no time.

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It took a couple more weeks. Figuring out how to get electricity into the house was no easy feat (but it was easier once he found out that someone, Sirius he suspected, had done it before).

When Harry arrived home that evening, Draco dragged him into the living room, "Draco, what is going on?" he asked, laughing at him as he tried to get him to hurry up.

"I have something for you," he said, nudging him into the room and presenting the record player. "Ta da!"

"Err," Harry said, looking more closely at it, "What is it?"

"It's a record player," he said.

Harry's head whipped around so fast that it made Draco feel dizzy, "What?" he whispered.

"I found it," Draco said, "when I was cleaning in the library. And I thought you might," he shrugged and reached for the box of records, holding it out to Harry, "I thought you might want to listen to them."

The other man looked at him then down at the box in his hands, eyes wide as he reached out a trembling hand to brush his fingers over the spot where 'Lily Evans' was inscribed on the cardboard box. "You," he started before breaking off and covering his mouth with his hand. "I don't know what to say," he whispered.

His heart was full to bursting and he was pretty sure he'd never done anything as good as this in his life. "Would you like to listen to one?"

Harry looked up at him and nodded.

Carefully, he took out the record on the top and slipped it out of it's jacket, "Ella Fitzgerald," he said. "I've no idea who that is."

"Me either," Harry replied, coming closer to watch over Draco's shoulder as he set the record on the plate, turned the player on, and set the needle.

Music spilled forth entrancing them both, It's not the pale moon that excites me, that thrills and delights me, oh no, it's just the nearness of you.

"Wow," Harry murmured, watching the record spin. He turned to Draco, "I can't tell you what this means to me," he whispered. "Thank you."

He shrugged but couldn't quite keep the pleased smile from his face. "You're welcome."

Harry looked back at the record player before looking over at Draco again, "Do you want to sit and listen with me?"

He nodded, "I'd like that very much."

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It became something that the two of them did together fairly regularly after that. Sometimes they'd sit together and read while they listened to records, sometimes they'd talk while they listened, or catch up on work, or just listen together but it quickly became Draco's favorite pastime.

One Friday night while Ron and Hermione were out on a date, Ginny was away for a tournament, and Luna was working late, the two of them put on a record and ate dinner in the living room, continuing to drink wine while they talked and laughed long after their pasta was gone.

As the Bob Marley album, Exodus, came to an end, Draco stood up and made his way over to the box. "Etta James," he read, "At Last." He smiled and showed it to Harry, "look, she drew little hearts next to the song titles."

Harry smiled that melancholy sort of smile that made Draco ache inside. "Let's hear it, then."

Draco put it on for them and plopped back down on the floor in front of the sofa, his side mere inches away from Harry's, close enough that he could feel the heat radiating off his body.

"I like this one," Harry sighed thirty seconds in as he leaned his head back against the couch and closed his eyes. "Do you think they used to dance to this one?" he murmured wistfully.

Draco's heart clenched painfully as he was overwhelmed by the sense of loss that Harry must feel constantly. He had to take a slow deep breath before he responded. "Maybe," he whispered back.

The corner of Harry's mouth curled up in a soft smile, "I think they liked to dance," he murmured. "Hagrid gave me a picture of the two of them dancing together when I was at Hogwarts."

"Yeah?" he asked, hoping Harry would say more about that.

Harry nodded, "They looked really happy, you know?" he said. "Like they were the only two people in the world, like they weren't in the middle of a war," he sighed. "I like to imagine both of them dancing with me when I was a baby," he confessed in a whisper, "when I was crying or something. I like to imagine that the love that saved my life was tangible all the time, you know?" he murmured.

"I'm sure it was," Draco said softly.

He leaned over and rested his head on Draco's shoulder and Draco hardly dared to breathe. After a moment Harry said, "Would you dance with me?"

"Yes," he breathed immediately. "Yeah, of course I would."

"Yeah?" Harry asked, sitting up slightly to look at him.

Draco nodded and stood up, reaching for Harry's hand and tugging him up after him. He kept Harry left hand in his right and wrapped his left arm around Harry's shoulder, leaving space for Harry's right arm around his waist.

The other man hummed softly, drawing Draco in a little closer and closing his eyes as they swayed around the room. Draco couldn't stop staring; at the way Harry's eyelashes were long enough that they brushed his glasses, at the tiny nearly invisible freckles that dusted his cheeks and the bridge of his nose, at the barely visible wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, at his lovely full lips, and the way his stubble looked against his skin.

I love you he couldn't help but think, over and over like it was a personal mantra, like it was the only thing that could keep him alive; he ached with it, with the desire to hold him, to kiss him, to tell him what he really thought of him, to build a life with him, to give him everything that he deserved to have.

Harry's eyes blinked open as the song came to an end, his brows furrowing slightly as he brought his hand up to cup Draco's cheek, "Are you alright?" he asked softly, wiping a tear that had slipped out.

"Merlin, sorry," Draco said, taking a step back to wipe his eyes. "Sorry. It's just your life has been so unfair and when I think about you not really knowing your parents and having to live with your shitty relatives, and-" he choked on the tears.

"Hey," Harry murmured, pulling Draco back into his arms and rubbing his back, "Hey, it's alright."

"It's not alright," he managed.

"Well, no," Harry agreed, "I suppose it isn't. But it's all past now," he said. "Now I have my friends and I live with people who love me and whom I love," he carded his fingers through the hair at the base of Draco's neck. "Ron and Hermione, Luna and Ginny," he swallowed, "you."

"I just wish," he started before breaking off because finishing that sentence would be showing far too much of his hand.

Harry drew back slightly to look at him, "What?"

His eyes were so open, so earnest that Draco couldn't help himself. "I wish you'd let me love you the way you deserve to be loved."

The other man blinked, "What do you mean?"

"Promise me that nothing changes if you don't like what I have to say," he said, clenching his fingers in Harry's t-shirt.

"I promise. You're one of my best friends, Draco," he assured.

He took a deep breath, "I'm in love with you," he finally managed. "And I just want to love you, all the time. I want to hold your hand, and dance with you, and make you laugh, and surprise you. I want so many things for you-"

"Me too," Harry interrupted. "I'm in love with you, too, I mean."

"Really?" he whispered, hardly daring to believe it, his eyes welling up with tears again.

"Oh, love," Harry said with a little smile, wiping Draco's eyes with his thumbs, "Yes, really. Come here," he said, pulling him in closer and swaying to the music, letting Draco cling to him as they moved together.

As they continued to dance, Harry started to tell him all of the things that he dreamed about for the future together. Painting a picture of the beautiful life they could have and after a few minutes, Draco joined in, adding bits of his hopes as well.

They stayed up late into the night, talking and dreaming of the life they wanted to give each other. And every time they fought after that, one of them would get out the record player and they'd dance together and remind each other of the lives they wanted to build.

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Day 120: Tough | Day 122: Moon