#jaaam

[zerzurianspy]

once a century i remember of a song beautiful james and this time i am thinking about daniel

[nonbinaryyue]

the only problem about having a wip in which music is a big theme is that i get distracted and end up listening to the songs that i'm including

[hiwasseeriver]

this is one of the cutest songs ever i think

[themosthatedbeingg]

Your Majesty! As you know it's Father's Day, and curious minds want to know. Since you're involved with the prince of Violence, do you have any plans to give Princess Charlie a sibling?

Don’t choke on your juice box in front of the reporter , Don’t choke on your juice box in front of the reporter , Don’t choke on your juice box in front of the reporter — too late .

He spat out a bit of apple juice caught completely off guard by the question.

“I did what now?! … “ we’re him and James that obvious ?

“.. uh n-no no plans haha not for a while .. “ where was James he needed to hide .

[athemarina]

cancer for the zodiac ask game? (from @catchingbigfish)

heyy @catchingbigfish thank u sm for the ask!!

cancer: how do you write emotional scenes? do you ever feel what the characters feel? (it's cancer season whooop)

oh i get super into it lol, i can't count the amount of times i've cried with my characters haha i really like writing emotional scenes, especially sad or bitter-sweet ones. those come quite easy to me, and take less mental preparation than other scenes. they feel very cathartic, it's fun!!

[fantoccia]

This song has been stuck in my head since this morning. 

[sleepytownez]

can i throw a crazysilly vox theory at you for your opinion? You don’t have to answer if it’s not ur jaaam! ok it goes like this: so val says to vox that alastor owes them more than money, + vox’s hmm erotiiiic obsession with alastor, + alastor being ace, + vox’s nerd vest, (+some personal aroace experience) = could part of vox’s beef with alastor be that vox might’ve been “nice guy” pals with alastor and expected/thought he was owed a relationship? and obviously alastor turned him down. but vox might’ve seen it as being a tease or playing really hard to get or alastor thinking he’s too good for vox or sex. and vox’s reaction to the rejection/denial came with a side dish of uhh conscious or unconscious aphobia (no hate on vox just hes in hell anyhow, and with val it wouldn’t be a huge shocker if he thought that way too, given, everything) and it feeds into his fixation? big leap of a silly theory but it crossed my mind ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Honestly I think it definitely could be. As someone who is also aroace, I've had people that when I said no to them, they immediately thought I was lying or that I was seeing someone else/they hadn't tried hard enough.

It's definitely common for people to do that, that they deserve something.

As for Vox? I honestly think right now it could go either way, we still don't have to much info on how they were back then or even how Vox was back then. However I do agree I think there definitely was some amount of romantic feelings coming from Vox at the the very least.

If we were to go down the rabbit hole here with this line of thought, I think it would probably be accidental? Aphobia from Vox considering when the two died, and I mean it's pretty much canon Alastor doesn't even know what aroace is considering when he died and him not getting Rosies joke.

Vox I'd say in my opinion would be the type to expect a relationship, more than the idea that it's something owed to him (that's more of valentinos thing I bet) I feel like it would probably be Vox just getting ahead of himself, maybe thinking Alastor liked him back a.k.a: he fell in love with alastor so maybe he started interpreting normal stuff the wrong way (ive had this happen irl) , and just couldn't accept that he didn't because he was so up in his head about it?

Vox keeps up with the trends so I would bet he probably knows what aroace is by now but considering that Alastor doesn't know....there's like a very funny possibility that Vox STILL doesn't know that alastor is aroace, which to me is sorta hilarious and pathetic at the same time.

Now IF HE EVER FIGURED IT OUT? I don't think he'd respect it honestly. He's way too obsessed with alastor, again I've seen people be supportive of aroace people until it's someone they liked. Vox seems like that type of guy honestly.

It's a pretty cool theory/idea, It was fun to think about!

[suzypfonne]

Identifying Ethereal, Occult, and Celestial Beings - Field Notes:

Name: Gabriel Jim Gabriel

Alias(es): Gabe, Jaaames, JimShortforJamesLongforGabriel

Species: Angel

Date of Creation: Before the Beginning

Date of Destruction: TBD

Occupation: Supreme Archangel Assistant Bookseller Unknown (MIA)

Height: 6' 1"

Hair Color: dark brown, salt and pepper

Eye Color: violet green

Physical Description: angel soft humanoid Unknown (MIA)

Identifying Features: violently violet glowing eyes, gold signet ring; smug facial expression, cold and intimidating demeanor soft and approachable, corporate grey coverings handmade knit jumper; insatiable curiosity; fly-shaped storage container bigger on the inside Unknown (MIA)

Relationship Status: Eloped

Diet: does not consume gross matter hot chocolate

Gender: male-presenting

Pronouns: he/him

Sexuality: asexual

Religion: McDormandism Self-Worship Love

[iamawolfstarsimp]

Be right there

James was going to be late for quittitch practice and it was all Sirius' fault.

Okay maybe that was an exaggeration. But Sirius did help contribute to James' lateness.

For instance he and Sirius were doing an prank earlier (when James should have been getting ready for practice but Sirius convinced him) in the girls bathroom by setting off dungbombs in the stalls whenever someone would walk into them. But then when they were going to maybe get caught Sirius took the invisibility cloak for himself leaving James to run for it when Filtch came.

James ran up to the portrait of the Fat Lady quickly giving her the password and running up to his dorm. Sirius was already up there, smiling smugly while sitting on his bed.

"Where the fuck did you go?!" James shouted as soon as he saw Sirius. "I turned around and you were gone!!"

"Oh," Sirius said calmly. "You said run, I ran."

"No, I said 'Filch is coming, let's go" and I turned around and you were gone!" James corrected.

"Same thing," Sirius answered. James eyerolled behind his back. He had practice, he could deal with annoying Sirius later. He walked over to his trunk, rummaging around in it for his practice robes.

"Sirius, where are my robes?" James asked when he couldn't find them. Sirius shrugged.

"I don't know where you keep you're stuff," Sirius stated nonchalantly. "You're always leaving your shit everywhere, no wonder you lose it all the time."

James looked over at Sirius to see him trying (and failing) to hide a smile.

"Sirius where did you hide my robes?" James questioned raising an eyebrow.

"Hide? I didn't hide anything!" Sirius exclaimed starting to laugh.

"Suuureee you didn't," James mumbled walking over twords Sirius' bed. He leaned down and snatched his robes out from underneath his bed. James gave Sirius a look, holding the robes up. Sirius grinned back.

James shook his head fondly, walking into the bathroom to get changed. He exited the bathroom a few minutes later, dressed in his full practice gear.

"JAAAMES!!! ARE YOU READY FOR PRACTICE?!?" Marlene yelled from the bottom of the stairs. James chuckled before responding.

"Yep, coming! I'm just going to tickle the shit out of Sirius! Be right there!" James shouted back, staring right at Sirius' shocked face.

Marlene laughed before answering. "Alright! I'll be at the pitch waiting for you!" He heard her walk off.

"Heh-hey James, can we talk about thihis?" Sirius giggled crawling backwards as James advanced.

"Giggling already, Black?" James teased trying to grab Sirius' foot. Sirius glanced behind James at the door once and ran for it. He bolted from the bed trying to get past James. But James was faster. He grabbed Sirius around the middle and heaved him back onto the bed, pinning him down.

"Where do you think you're going?" James smirked. He immediately shoved his hands up Sirius' shirt, lightly scribbling on his belly. Sirius instantly was thrown into a giggle fit.

"That's right. Get allll those giggles out~" James smiled. He dipped his finger into Sirius' bellybutton just to watch him shriek. "What is it too tickly?"

"B-brihing it ohohon!!" Sirius challenged rising to the bait. James smirked and then his hands jumped to his friends armpits, digging into them. Sirius burst out laughing, squirming around trying to get away from the sensations overtaking his body. He bucked his hips trying to dislodge James' hold, tears pricking his eyes.

"NAhahAHaHA--YOHOHOU LIHITLLE- SHIHIHIHIT-!" Sirius cackled throwing his head back in laughter. James leaned forward rubbing his face all over Sirius' neck so that James' light stubble would tickle his neck. Sirius leaned his head as far away as he could, squealing and snickering.

James gave his armpits a break and just tickled his neck.

"Jahahames! Stahahaaap!!" Sirius whined through his giggles, his face scrunched up as he laughed.

Jamee ignored his request and instead blew a raspberry on his neck and his hands jumped down and squeezed his thighs. Sirius squealed and arched his back, laughing his head off.

He kicked his feet trying to get rid of the ticklish energy coursing through him.

"NAHAHAHA!! P-PLEHEHEASE!!" Sirius pleaded. Hearing Sirius actually reach his limit James blew one last raspberry before stopping. James admired a giggly, blushing, flustered Sirius. Sirius sat there shoulders shaking as he delt with residual tingles.

"Alright. Well, best be off." James said tweaking Sirius' ribs as he stood up making Sirius squeal and roll away.

"Tha-thahat was mehean.." Sirius said, face shoved into his mattress.

"Well that's what you get for leaving me in the dust and then hiding my stuff," James answered as he walked down the stairs.

It was worth it being late to practice.

Hope you liked this <3

[hkpika07]

Favourite quotes from the main characters or favourite out of character quotes? Not from Gordon but everyone else?

Uhhhh I'm trying to think of some. I did put some of my favorites in a previous ask.

But I really like the Ringo Starr narration of the line "Rubbish. You're too FAT you need EXERCISE" idk it's the way he says it that makes me laugh every time.

"Heeerrreee's Jaaames!!" Is another one of my favorites.

"Wake up lazy bones! Why don't you do some real work for a change!"

"But I don't catch cows sir!"

"Regular Law Breaker" <- def one of my faves. I love quoting this.

[the-jam-to-the-unicorn]

Jaaam, sorry, but what are you talking about? Where we can watch

Working on uplaoding 🫡

[shirks-all-responsibilities]

Thanks @iamskyereads fer the tag!

🎵 Last Song: "Cross My Mind" by Jill Scott and all my other faves from her CLASSIC first three albums. Neosoul was my early-mid-aughts JAAAM in college, memorieeeees!

📺 Last Movie: The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey, while I try to justify continuing my Max subscription. (Fun fact: Thorin Oakenshield was my first fanfic love, and pretty recently 🙈😊).

🎞🎬 Currently Watching: Gaming captures all my attention these days, but I watched Chernobyl soon after TLOU ended (apparently I wanted EVEN MORE pain 😆) and ever since, on my commute to and from work, I've listened to the official podcasts with Craig Mazin, over and over and over, the reality of what happened is so FASCINATING, I can't stop listening...

💻 📖📱Currently Reading: Scholarship on cognitive science, imagination, and literature/fiction, like the chapters "On Truth and Fiction" and "Patterns of Thought: Narrative and Verse" from the book Cognitive Literary Science: Dialogues between Literature and Cognition. The insights offered by the cognitive and biocultural sciences of religion in recent decades changed my life, and I'm gobbling up everything they have to say about why fic is so valuable, meaningful, and an incredibly human product of our complex brains. Fic is not just silly little fake stories about imaginary people, it's much, much more than that, and it warms my heart to find scholarship that is giving voice to that deep down feeling many of us have about its worth and how deeply satisfying it can be, in a way that totally shifts your paradigm and blows your mind, ya know?

🍽 Currently Craving: Indian/South Asian takeout, which I just finished consuming as I type this. 😎

No pressure tags/just saying hello/covertly spreading my fiction research nerdery: @davnittbraes, @imtryingmybeskar, @julesonrecord, @galactic-basic, @skyshipper

[ddaeng-angmoh]

Y'ALL, NOBODY TOLD ME DADDY TUDYK WAS IN THE NEW PETER PAN AND WENDY 😭😭😭 THIS MAN IS MY JAAAM .

In honour of my one true Wash, I am describing his entry scene using gifs of him 🤧

(I tried to be unbiased and NOT fill it with Firefly, then it ended up being full of Resident Alien 🗿🗿)

Mr. Darling seeing the broken mirror-

John when he accidentally gives Wendy away-

Wendy when John betrays her-

John when she betrays him back-

Michael still standing on the bed watching-

The three when their dad takes away Nana-

[detectivegoldstein]

🏨 my muse’s town/country ( Jaaames )

[drowninginthoughts27]

Heyyy!!! Okay so I kinda took a bit of a turn in the opposite direction (same ending just different major plot point) with ttwns cause I like what I have now a lot better. It left me with this deleted scene and I didn’t want to put it to waste so here it is. :)

I’m gonna put it below the cut cause it’s 644 words.

CW: alcohol

Its not even half past three in the morning when James’ phone starts violently dinging. Notifications going off like crazy. 

He’s in the middle of tying his shoes, the music thats blaring through his AirPods getting interrupted by the constant flow of alerts. It’s odd to have his phone be this active this time in the morning. If he’s being honest its a bit concerning. Nobody else he knows is typically up at this hour. The only reason he is even awake is due to of his inability to sleep.

Reaching at for his phone thats been placed haphazardly on his kitchen counter as it starts to ring. He immediately recognizes the ringtone, one that he had set just for this specific person. The sound of it forcing memories up that he told himself he would suppress. It no use though. Its not like he wants to forget, even if its better for him. 

His finger hovers over the answer button, hand trembling slightly. Nervous with the anticipation of what could come next.

Regulus’ loud surroundings are immediately audible. Sounds of heavy bass and screaming people flood through the phone speaker.

“JaAmiEe,” Regulus slurs. “You answered!”  

The sound of the voice immediately goes to his head, filling him with warmth. The warmth immediately being dampened by concern. “Regulus?” He starts to answer but the other man cuts him off.

“I-I didn’t think you would answer. Why’d you answer? Did you miss me?” The other boy shouts in the phone, almost whispering thee last part though. “Come and get me?” He asks, his voice dripping sweet with the unknown amount of liquor he’s consumed. 

“Regulus where even are you?” James asks, struggling to keep his voice calm. Its threatening to waver, let out a sob even. 

“So does that mean you come and get me?” Regulus shouts again.

The way James it looking at it he doesn’t see another option, he could call Sirius or even Peter or Remus, or maybe one of Regulus’ friends if their not already with him. But if he’s being honest he doesn’t really want to do that. 

Sighing James responds, “Yes Regulus, I’ll come get you, send your location.” 

Regulus lets out a sound that can only be described as a high pitched squeal as he presumably sends James his location. 

When James receives the text he lets out an exasperated sigh. Just great he as a club they used to frequent together; The Leaky Cauldron. 

James does end up running that night, only to a random club instead of around his neighborhood.

Arriving at the entrance he looks around, finding Regulus sitting at against the wall phone in hand. 

Sucking a breath in James takes a step towards him. 

“Regulus?” He says. 

“Jaaames!” The other boy beams back, immediately craning his neck upwards to look at him. 

Helping the boy to his feet they start the grueling journey to Regulus’ apartment. 

Regulus leans a majority of his body weight onto James, resting his head on James’ shoulder. 

“This isn’t the way home,” Regulus speaks up after a they round the corner away from the club entrance. “That is,” he says pointing in the general direction of the way to James’ apartment. 

“Regulus, unless you moved yes it is.” 

“No I want to go home, to your home!” He wines, nestling deeper into James’ shoulder, hair now directly under James’ nose.

And as much as it pains James to say these words he does, “Regulus thats not your home.” Voice cracking a bit as he speaks. 

“Oh,” Regulus whispers. “I wish it still was,” he mumbles, muffled my James’ shoulder. 

The rest of the walk to Regulus’ apartment is relatively silent. It isn’t a long walk, not even a mile but about two thirds of the way there James ends up carrying Regulus the rest of the way.