#james potter loves sirius black

[chasingthestarss]

James: *rambling about something he like*

Sirius: Hey James it’s time to go

Regulus: Don’t interrupt him

Sirius: We have to go to class, I have to interrupt!

Regulus: Oh so it’s okay to miss class when you’re doing a prank but not when your best friend has something important to say? I see how it is.

Sirius: …

Sirius: You’re right, we’re not going

James: I have to go to potions

Regulus: I’ll do your homework for you, now keep talking

[nyxunderwood]

Check out the new chapter of Object Permanence for epiphanies, skinny dipping and a bit of a cliffhanger at the end...

Snippet (NSFW)

James arched a brow. “Isn’t it a little cold for skinny dipping?”

Sirius smirked, a flicker of challenge in his eyes as he tugged his shirt over his head, letting it fall in a careless heap. James felt his protest vanish as his gaze landed on the smooth, unguarded lines of Sirius’ chest, his skin hinting at the power beneath. There was a daring intensity in the way Sirius held his gaze as he undid his jeans and eased them, along with his underwear, down his hips. For a breathless moment, Sirius stood fully naked, a vision of wild beauty – like a touchable dream.

James found himself stripping before he was fully aware of it. His wand and glasses were hastily discarded on his coat as he hurried out of his clothes, nearly tripping over his own jeans. Sirius laughed, stepping forward to steady him, their laughter mingling as they worked to free his tangled feet. 

“Very suave,” Sirius teased, smoothing his hands down the bare plane of James’ chest.

James grinned, pulling him close. “All part of my diabolical plan to get you to touch me.”

Sirius rolled his eyes but smiled, a faint flush rising to his cheeks. “As if that takes any convincing.”

In the morning chill, Sirius shivered and James pressed closer, his hands skimming over the ridges and dips of his back. Their bare chests met, but it only deepened the ache, the feeling that they could never be close enough. Sirius’ fingers found the elastic of his pants, and with a slow, deliberate movement, he slid them down James’ muscular thighs.

For a moment, Sirius’ eyes swept over him, his gaze filled with something close to reverence. “I think you might be perfect,” he murmured, the words soft with awe.

A wave of warmth surged through James. Pure feeling guided him as he wrapped his arms around Sirius and lifted him, laughing as Sirius clung to his shoulders and wrapped his legs around his waist. He adjusted his grip until Sirius was pressed securely against him. Until he could feel Sirius’ heartbeat against his chest.

“You know what?” James said, as he carried Sirius toward the water. “Perfect is overrated. I think I’d rather have something real.” 

Read the full chapter at AO3.

[hedgehog-troops]

Prompt #274 - Any + Prank War - @marauderswithpalestineproject

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He watches as Sirius, in their anger, throws the blanket to the ground with a mighty large groan. James lets the laugh loose, his eyes crinkling from how happy he is. Sirius turns around and fixes him with a glare which could cut through stone and scare any normal person to their grave.

…if only they weren’t looking like a cheap unicorn toy.

“I brought breakfast…?” James says, unsure. Look, he’s trying to stay on Sirius’ good side as best as he can because he can feel their annoyance tumbling off them in waves.

Maybe he should’ve thought this through more.

“I hate you.” Sirius says, angling another glare his way.

“Chocolate croissants.”

“Fine.”

[beataylorsversion]

why can't gay people flirt normally

like "ur cute," "no ur cute," isn't that hard

it doesn't have to be:

"finally the flesh reflects the madness within,"

"well, you'd know all about the madness within wouldn't you remus?"

[outromoony]

Sirius: I don't know how to tell all of you this, so I'm going to whisper it to James, who will inevitably shout it out in surprise.

Sirius: *whispers to James*

James: YOU'RE DATING MOONY?!

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Regulus (whispering to Remus): Good job on the test today.

Remus (whispering back): Thanks shorty. Why are we whispering?

Regulus (still whispering): I want Sirius to think we're conspiring against him. Please look at him when you reply.

Remus (looking at Sirius): Messing with my boyfriend? Fun .

Regulus (also looking at Sirius): I'm glad you agree.

Sirius, sweating in fear: What are they talking about?

James, who overheard them but doesn't want to ruin their fun: Stabbing

[rivaldii]

padfoot & prongs

[ffunny-boness]

[i-need-of-a-hobby]

sirius black would NEVER ask an angry girl if it's her time of the month.

he DOES, however, ask his boyfriend and brother constantly, and has been kicked by both for asking

[fiasco95]

Sirius: Regulus got arrested at 2 in the morning. Guess who he called?

Sirius: Oh, James? His fiancé, logical choice right? No.

Sirius: Oh? Then, me. His brother, the most obvious choice at this point! No.

Mary: I’m confused, who the fuck did he call then?

Sirius, pointing at Remus: Him. And they got maccies right fucking after!! Instead of letting James and I know!

Regulus, nodding: Brother-in-law.

Remus, nodding back: Brother-in-law.

[chasingthestarss]

James “Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyways” Potter

[nyxunderwood]

Check out the latest chapter of Object Permanence for a return to Potter Manor, awkward conversations at the Ministry, and James indulging in his obsession with Sirius' hair.

Snippet

Sirius glanced down at the new bite mark, his fingers brushing over it, the skin tender beneath his touch.

“A new one for my collection,” James quipped, his voice warm with affection.

“Sorry,” Sirius muttered, grimacing slightly.

James did not hesitate. He wrapped his arms around Sirius and pulled him closer, unconcerned when water surged over the edge of the bath and splashed onto the floor.

“Don’t be,” James murmured, his voice low and steady. “I love it when you lose control.”

Sirius lifted his head, his breath catching at the look on James’ face. His heart stumbled, unsure whether it wanted to race or stop entirely. “Yeah?” he asked softly, vulnerability creeping into his voice despite himself.

James studied him intently, as if Sirius were some great mystery he longed to spend a lifetime unravelling. It was almost too much to bear. Sirius felt both elated and undone by his intensity. How could he ever live up to the image of himself he saw reflected in James’ eyes?

“I love being here with you like this,” James continued, his voice brimming with emotion. “I love touching you, but it doesn’t matter what we’re doing. I just love being near you.”

“James - ” Sirius whispered, his throat tight. He did not know if he wanted to stop the words or let them pull him under.

Read the full chapter on AO3.

[regulusblock]

teen Regulus: what's an orgasm?

teen Barty: when you fold paper to make birds and shit

also teen Evan: that's oregano, bitch

[de4thbycre4tion]

Sirius is an aggressive drunk (he'd love bar fights)

Peter is a giggly drunk (he'd film said bar fights)

Remus is a horny drunk (he'd find a bloody-nosed Sirius hot)

James just really wants to dance

[myrows]

Sleeping beauties

[ricochetyears]

love that hc where james doesn’t really like being called “jamie” but goes absolute stupid when regulus calls him that. i mean, in general, he’s all so grumpy and frustrated that no one bothers to just add a fucking s to “james”, but whenever reg says it so casually like “thank you for the tea, jamie” or “no, i’m not busy, jamie” or “that’s alright, jamie” his mind just goes lalala i’m so in love hihi