#lifeguard!James Potter

[g1rld1ary]

lifeguard!james x reader

cw: reader is HORNY sorry guys (i'm on my period I can't be held accountable), swearing, excessive sexual innuendos, implied fem!reader but no pronouns I think

part 2

wc: 1055

you'd always been a strong swimmer, but merlin maybe you'd be ok with water in your lungs if the new lifeguard would put his mouth on yours to get it out. lily snorted when you voiced that thought, but you weren't going to apologise.

the new lifeguard was hot, and you were pretty sure it wasn't part-of-the-job-description-hot (though the swim shorts and seat up in the lifeguard's tower was certainly helping), he literally looked like a greek god, brown skin and dark inky curls that you wanted desperately to tug on. suddenly it wasn't just the pool that was wet...

the public pool was your staple with the girls, it had been since you were kids. it was pretty much the only way to stay cool in your shitty town, and the summers only seemed to get hotter as you got older. you'd never seen this boy before though, and you probably wouldn't be surprised if he'd literally descended down from heaven.

you tried to tune into their gossip, reaching for another ice lolly from the ice box, grinning when you got your favourite flavour. you nodded at whatever mary was saying about the party sirius was throwing in a few weeks; she had a new slinky dress she was dying to wear but was weighing up whether there were going to be enough fit boys there for it to be worth wearing. gazing across the pool distractedly, you happened to catch the lifeguard's eye, rolling your eyes when he sent you a cheeky wink. so he knows he's hot you thought, shifting your weight in the beach chair.

you weren't going to give him the satisfaction of openly ogling him, sliding the oversized sunglasses down your face until he couldn't see your eyes, contributing your thoughts on mary's plight.

when you caught the lifeguard stealing glances at you you couldn't help your delight, satisfied it wasn't a one-way attraction. plus, it was summer, you could afford to have some fun. you sucked on your ice lolly, loving the way his eyes kept darting back between you and the swimmers he was supposed to be watching. when you were sure you had his attention you let the treat sit on your lips, accidentally letting a few droplets of syrup roll down your chin, continuing their journey down your chest and beneath your bikini top.

at the boy's bright red flush you couldn't contain a smirk, loving the way it contrasted with his deep tan. by now your friends had caught on to your little show, all giggling as they watched teenage sexual frustration in action.

"you are such a slag," marlene scoffed, but you could see her amused smile behind it. you just shrugged, continuing to command the boy's attention with the popsicle. none of the boys you knew were half decent compared to the mysterious new lifeguard, why shouldn't you give him a proper welcome to town?

the fuss had died down after a while, all four of you quietening down as you tanned. you were almost drifting off into a sun-induced sleep when an unfamiliar voice spoke from near the pool.

"are all the girls around here this fit, or did I just get lucky?" you cracked one eye open to see the lifeguard standing between your four deck chairs, but his eyes were locked on yours. a glance to your right showed the rest of your friends sitting up to greet him, giggling in the way you all knew was because he was totally fit.

"does that usually work?" lily asked and you snorted a laugh, lying back down to continue your tan (and maybe so he got a good view of your underboob).

"it's never hurt," the boy said, surprisingly good-natured.

"where did you come from?" mary redirected, and you listened with interest despite your appearance.

"i'm from up north. my family just moved here and I already had the qualification, so I figured it wouldn't be a bad way to spend the summer while I had no friends." your friends made a noise at that, asking more questions about him. you were surprised at his seemingly honest friendliness, most of the guys you knew would rather die than come off dorky and friendless, but when it was this boy it seemed endearing.

"i'm james, by the way," he said, and the girls all introduced themselves as you remained silent, content to listen and lay in the sun.

as late afternoon sun began to run low you started to pack your things, dazed and content from your sunbathing. you made quiet conversation with lily about dinner plans, pulling up your denim cutoffs around your hips.

james caught up to your group as you were leaving the public pool.

"it was nice meeting you girls today, will I see you around more often this summer?" mary answered for the lot of you, confirming you visited more often than not on hot days.

"shit else to do," you added with a small laugh.

"i didn't catch your name?" james replied, leaning against the wire fence, giving you ample opportunity to admire the way his bicep flexed under his weight. were your knees weak or did you have sunstroke?

"i didn't throw it." a smile played on your lips, and your periphery caught lily turning to leave, knowing your game too well. james looked genuinely shocked for a fleeting moment, then covered it with a playful groan, miming a knife twisting in his stomach.

"you wound me!" he cried, "i burn, i pine, i perish!"

"alright there, shakespeare," you laughed, somewhat put off by the reference, but not deterred -- you could do brains, "you heard mary, you'll see me around. guess you'll just have to earn it." james brightened at that, the thought of a challenge evidently exciting him.

"oh sweetheart, just wait till you're riding my surfboard."

"that was horrendous," you said, fighting embarrassingly hard to keep from smiling.

"oh come on," he grinned, running a hand through his mop of curls, "not worthy of your name?"

"not a chance in hell." you gave him one last look over -- something he was positively delighted about -- before turning on your heel to catch up with your friends, brushing off their teasing as you thought of the hot new lifeguard you'd be visiting the pool for.

ok im lowkey obsessed with lifeguard!james rn so if u have any requests please send them over bc I would love to write more for him

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

I’ve seen a lot of posts about Jegulus with a sprinkle of lifeguard!James recently. It’s so funny to me because if James is the lifeguard, isn’t Reg the one who (almost) drowns?

[daddiesdrarryy]

Sirius: Oh, look at my boyfriend dressing up as a Muggle lifeguard for Halloween. He is gorgeous! I can’t wait to drown!

James: …

[noasmirrorball]

I’m writing it

[here-for-a-good-time-hopefully]

Jegulus meet-cute but James is a water aerobics instructor and Sirius is forcing regulus into swim lessons at the same pool

[daysofnights]

thinking of starting a lifeguard james agenda

[remushrts]

mutual on twitter holding me at gunpoint and demanding me to write lifeguard!james oh no

[moonpascaltoo]

JAMES POTTER

╰┈➤ 18+ none of these stories belong to me! this is a masterlist of all james potter stories i’ve read and reblogged! just thought it would be nice to have them all in one spot! (if your fic is on here and you wish not to be, please let me know!) <3

MASTERLIST • THE MARAUDERS • 09/01/24

JAMES POTTER ONE

@astonishment ✰ in another life part 2 In another life, you and Pietro would have happily spent the rest of your years together. In this life, he died right in front of you. Adjusting to your new world and mourning his loss wouldn't be so hard if it weren't for James Potter; the funny, charming, caring, annoyingly persistent man that looks just like the love you lost.

@amiableness ✰ love letters Y/n starts receiving love letters, and James doesn't handle it well, leading to him writing his own. ✰ dad!james universe

@mischievousmoony ✰ speak up reader talks very quickly and quietly and often is told that she needs to speak up. ✰ haywire holiday you have trouble sleeping when you unexpectedly have to share a bed with james on your holiday ✰ building blocks

@pretty-little-mind33 ✰ new romantics When your "friends" play a dangerously stupid prank on you, James is the last person you'd think would help you. ✰ afterglow James is threatened by how good you are at Quidditch which means he hates you. And what emotion is closer to hate than love? ✰ timeless part 2 James wants to take you out to one of his families' fancy parties. However, he underestimates how cruel people can be when someone is different. ✰ enchanted Three weeks after his devastating break up with Lily, James wanted Remus and Sirius to bring him to a muggle bar in central London.

@saturnitystar ✰ beautiful

@ellecdc ✰ request

@ddejavvu ✰ bsf!james ✰ good luck charm James is convinced that you’re his good luck charm, so before every quidditch game, you find yourself at his mercy in the locker rooms.

@alwaysmoncheri ✰ my girl no one makes james potter feel the way that his girlfriend does and he definitely knows it

@moonstruckme ✰ roommate!james series ✰ roommate!james

@curseofaphrodite ✰ short scenario where you, the Hogwarts Newsletter editor, wrote a less-than-praising piece about Gryffindors losing the recent match.

@g1rld1ary ✰ lifeguard!james

@moonlightspencie ✰ don’t want you like a best friend James is nervous about his inexperience with girls. Luckily he has a best friend who's more than willing to help.

@morwap ✰ do it for me

@marauroon ✰ bonding you’re convinced james has separation anxiety. the boy can’t even let you shower in peace.

@rainydayathogwarts ✰ from now on James Potter gives head for the first time, and it quickly becomes an obsession.

@theemporium ✰ request

[breadbrobin]

our little affair

james potter x reader — harry potter; marauders era

[gn!reader]

summary: before three months ago, you hated james potter, and everyone knew it. then everything changed. now, you’re meeting him in dark hallways and he’s leaving hickeys on your neck, and someone is going full private detective to find out just who you’re seeing.

warnings: swearing, kissing, reader and james are in love but they won’t admit it, allusions to sexual content—non-explicit.

word count: 1.2k

(it’s been a WHILE but i’m back and writing for a completely different fandom lollll anyway james has always been the loml and i think he deserves to get made out with in a hallway thank you for coming to my ted talk)

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three months. that’s how long it had taken for someone to figure out you were in love.

to be fair to lily, it had taken you around the same amount of time, and you were inside your own head, with full access to all those innocent and not-so-innocent thoughts 24/7.

it was a little stifling, how she watched you like a hawk to see who you were smiling at, glancing towards, blushing because of. and it was a little more than a little embarrassing that she’d figured you out so easily.

it was stupid, really. a hickey left slightly too high and a shirt collar dipping slightly too low while you studied. that was all it took.

“what is that?” she’d asked accusingly.

“what?” you frowned, looking up at her across the table.

“that.” she jerked her head at you, her eyes locked on your collar. “that’s a hickey.”

“no, it’s not,” you’d hissed sharply, but you’d tugged your collar up far too quickly to play it off anymore. she shot you a look, and you had to sigh. “fine. yes, it is. don’t ask who, when, where or how, please.”

“so you’re embarrassed.” she’d nodded understandingly.

your cheeks had flared red as you caught sight of james—god, james potter and his magic lips and warm hands and—stop it—over her shoulder, looking back at her before she could realise your attention had strayed. “i’m not embarrassed. it’s just… private.”

“for now or for good?”

“for now,” you’d answered like you knew for sure. in truth, you didn’t. you’d avoided talking about the whole public relationship thing with james because, well, was it even really a relationship now? could you call sneaking around and leaving secret notes and making out in secluded hallways a relationship? you really didn’t know, and you also really didn’t want to deal with it very much.

regardless, lily was obsessed. when she’d inevitably asked, claiming it was her right as your best friend to know and threaten the poor person, you’d shut her down, and she’d become a woman on a mission.

it was like she’d turned from your best friend to your bodyguard. you felt like the president of the united states, with the secret service watching your every move. it was, honestly, tiring.

it also didn’t help that james was as subtle as a gun in an echo chamber. every chance he got he was smiling over at you, slipping you notes half as sneakily as he should, winking at you across rooms and teasing you every chance he got. it wouldn’t take long, you knew that. you also knew that the moment lily found out the truth, every shred of your reputation that you’d built up over the years would crumble away.

years of hating james potter’s guts had slipped away in the blink of an eye, leaving you floundering in the deep end, and him as your dashing lifeguard, saving you easily. it was infuriating, and what was worse, was that you liked it.

you liked his lips on yours. you liked his body pinning you against a wall. you liked his touch, his smile, his voice… you liked him.

maybe you were a little embarrassed after all.

but you couldn’t even think of embarrassment when james slipped you a note with a tiny doodle of professor flitwick falling off his stack of books, and looked at you with that goofy smile that made you want to melt and then kiss him stupid. ugh, it was ridiculous.

but he was addictive, and after class when you met in the same secluded side hallway as always, and his lips found yours like they needed to be there for him to survive, and his hands were on your hips, your waist, your back, your hair… it didn’t feel so ridiculous. and suddenly you didn’t care.

he always melted into you like he’d been waiting all day for your touch. his shoulders dropped, the tension slipping away from them. a soft sigh of relaxation left him as he touched you.

and it was only you and him in the world, and it was perfect and—

“oh my god!”

james jumped away from you like he’d been burned. you covered your mouth with your hand and shook your head frantically, meeting lily’s wide eyes.

“lily, i—“

“ew, guys, really?” you thought she’d be mad that you were kissing a marauder, but she looked positively gleeful. “i knew i’d be the one to find you two!”

you and james both frowned.

“what?” he asked.

“god, marlene owes me ten galleons.” she laughed, shaking her head. “thank you, guys, really. fucking hell.”

you just stared at her with wide eyes. “you’re not upset?”

“upset?” she snorted. “babes, why would i be upset?”

“because…” you floundered for a moment, gesturing at james. “he’s a marauder.”

he snorted. “wow, thanks.”

“you know what i mean,” you scoffed.

lily laughed. “i don’t care who you make out with. i just care that you’re happy. and you’ve been happy these last few weeks since you two got together.”

“months,” you corrected absently.

“months?”

“three months and four days, to be exact,” james cut in helpfully.

lily stared at you two for a moment before shaking her head in wonder and stepping away. “wow… first of all, i’m offended you didn’t tell me. second of all… you guys have got to find a better hiding spot. everyone knows. marlene and i placed bets on who would find you guys making out first.”

you stared at her. “wait, what?”

she turned and walked down the hall. “toodles! i have to go cash in. use protection!”

and just like that, she was gone, leaving you and james standing in the hallway, confused.

“did that…?” you started, trailing off.

“yeah, i think so.” he frowned, leaning against the wall beside him. “huh. so… if everyone knows already…?”

you looked at him curiously. “what are you suggesting, potter?”

“what do you say to me asking you out? officially.” he stepped closer, fingers brushing a piece of hair out of your face.

you couldn’t stop the stupid smile from breaking onto your face. “i say yes.”

“great. that’s awesome. really.” he grinned, lips mere inches from yours. “because i’ve actually been wanting to ask you out for ages, and—“

“would you kiss me again, potter? and stop talking for once?”

“oh, yeah, right.”

and his lips were on yours again, and his hands were holding you close, and unlike every other time you’d kissed, you didn’t feel the need to hide and pull him down an abandoned hallway. actually, you felt completely fine kissing him in the middle of one of the main hallways of the school, even when footsteps entered the hall, and even when sirius black’s voice started loudly complaining at the two of you. even then, all you did was smile against james’ lips, and revel in the moment. you’d be late for your study session with your friends, but you had more important things to do.

[gtgbabie0]

-lifeguard!James Potter x reader

He haunts me everywhere I go.

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“James, you’ve a pool to be guarding” you giggle as he pushes you against the lockers the cold metal sending a shiver across your flushed skin. It’s probably been the most boring day, which was surprising with how hot it was.

He pushes himself against you, his hands against your hips. Enjoying the way you squirm ever so slightly as he leaves a trail of kisses from your jaw down to your neck.

“Mhm, my shift is over in like a minute sweetness” he tries to reason, his hands rubbing against the curves of your sides.

He’s so undeniably pretty underneath the afternoon light, the orangey hues dusting against his sun-kissed skin. You notice how his damp curly hair sticks against his forehead and how there’s a slight glisten to his naked chest.

“Remus will come looking for us” you whisper and you don’t think he’s listening as he continues to pepper kisses across your skin, his teeth nipping at the sensitive parts of your neck. He loves the small sighs that fall from you and how your fingers thread through his hair urging him closer to you.

He smiles against your sticky skin, “He definitely won’t he’s too busy with Sirius” he tells you, fingers dancing dangerously on the waistband of your bikini pants. “God you’re so pretty, you know that? Splashing around in that pool” He smiles at the way you go all bashful as his thumb grazes along your jaw.

“Yeah, you remind me like ten times a day” You giggle, and he whispers a quiet ‘good’ against your lips. You can hear the splashing of the water just outside the locker room, the laughter and different conversations but you just cannot bring yourself to care as James completely takes your breath away, tilting his head to deepen the sweet kiss.

He pushes his tongue against yours and you can taste the sweetness of the cherry lollipop he had earlier, you think you might just go insane.

“James, really we shouldn’t- you’ll get into so much trouble” You let out a breathy giggle as he rests his forehead against yours.

He knows you’re right and he definitely cannot afford to lose this job, not when you two have an apartment, “Alright, you’ll still keep my company right?” He chides, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

“Yeah of course- who knows I might need you to save me” you tease, running your hand down his stomach. Your finger hooks underneath the sting of his whistle that hangs around his neck, and you pull him down to give him one last sweet kiss. He watches as you walk back outside, eyes falling to the sway of your hips, chasing after you with love-sick eyes.

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[g1rld1ary]

lifeguard!James Potter but its just him shamelessly flirting with reader whilst she stands there stunned.

lifeguard!james potter x reader 4

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wc: 1874

cw: horny again

anon i love you ur a genius. this kinda ran away from me lol but i will def be using this again so look out for future parts of flustered r if this isn't quite what u meant!!

the next time you saw james wasn't for a few days. there'd been a few days of colder wind coming from the north -- not enough to be cold necessarily, but unpleasant enough you didn't particularly fancy sitting by the pool.

after two days of mediocre, sunless weather, a real storm came in. rain beating down from the time you woke up, you spent breakfast pondering how to spend the day. you didn't particularly want to spend the whole day rotting away in bed doing nothing and so called up marlene, begging her to pick you up in her parent's car to drive everyone to the shopping village. she was easy to convince, and soon enough you were all packed into the much too small car, singing loudly to the songs on the radio.

the village wasn't anything special, most of the stores were uninteresting, but it was all undercover which was ideal for a rainy day.

the group of you had already wasted an hour in the oxfam, trying on the most ridiculous outfits you could put together. sirius had even managed to turn a truly hideous cheetah print belt into something that looked honestly cool on him, much to the annoyance of everyone else. he tended to do that, though, it meant you had to work even harder to give him awful clothing items. the only one he truly couldn't pull off was a horrendous orange hand-knitted cardigan.

that easily became boring though, and you could tell the cashier was getting annoyed that clearly none of you intended to buy anything. so you left, wandering aimlessly until lily pulled you all into the bookstore. it was warm inside so no one put up much of a fight, splitting up to find their preferred genre. peter went to the historical fiction, lily to literary fiction, remus dragged sirius with him to the classics, marlene to science fiction and mary to fantasy. that left you to wander over to the romances. you weren't much of a reader, preferring the lighter subjects to lily's more serious.

finding the brightly coloured covers you began browsing before catching a glimpse of a mop of dark curls over the next shelf and narrowed your eyes suspiciously. there was no way...

"are you following me?" you asked, no edge in your tone. james looked up with a start, breaking into one of his golden retriever smiles.

"you're the one approaching me," he said, closing the book he'd been checking out.

"touché." you grinned, looking around for the first time to observe what section you were in -- plays. "i didn't know you were a shakespeare nerd under all that muscle. doesn't seem fair you get brains and brawn."

"graze on my lips, and if those hills be dry stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie." james looked much too pleased with himself and his shakespeare quotes, and you couldn't deny it was having some effect on your own 'pleasant fountain'. you stammered for a moment, lost for a response. no boy had ever quoted shakespeare to you before, and certainly not of such explicit content. truthfully, you didn't realise the world's most revered playwright wrote like that.

"what's that from?" you asked, desperate to get away from his innuendos before you did something you'd regret. plus, you really were curious, the only shakespeare you knew was from when you studied romeo and juliet in year nine and clearly that was becoming insufficient.

"venus and adonis, one of his poems. doesn't continue as happily, but i thought the line was nice enough."

"yeah," you managed through gritted teeth, "really nice." james only laughed at you, evidently enjoying having the upper hand in your banter. it was a testament to his goodness, though, that he didn't continue to hold it against you. instead, he settled down, going back to browsing and letting you hover next to him, answering whatever questions you had about the plays patiently. it was nice, you realised, looking over at him fondly before you caught yourself. you barely knew james, and just because he was a pretty face and a decent brain didn't mean you had to go boy crazy.

you stayed there for what felt like ages, quietly looking at the books until sirius came strutting around the corner.

"since when have you ever read a play in your life -- oh," he said, catching sight of james next to you. "who's this?" you could have sworn sirius gave him a flirty once over, but maybe you were just projecting.

"this is--"

"james," he finished, sticking out an enthusiastic hand. sirius raised an eyebrow, a flicker of recognition in his eye that made your stomach drop.

"james the lifeguard? the one you thought was, and i quote, 'hotter than robert plant i swear to god' and who you would 'pay to suck his dick'? nice to meet you mate!" you wished the ground would open up and swallow you whole as the boys shook hands, james looking significantly more confused than sirius (though not displeased).

"i hope you sleep with one eye open, black," you muttered, trying desperately not to make eye contact with either or let your blush show. you had an inkling you were failing.

"so james, you doing anything today?" sirius asked, and you could only feel the dread spreading throughout your body. james shook his head, quickly slotting the book he was holding back onto the shelf. when sirius invited him to spend the rest of the day with your friends your body had a physical reaction, an embarrassing half-flinch-half-jump that had both boys laughing at you.

you all reconvened outside the bookshop, only a few new books bought between you all. james had been introduced to remus and peter and the girls were all pleased to see him. it seemed like it was only you who was flustered, which seemed to be more common each time you saw him. you missed the first time you spoke when you had all the power.

sirius was the one who dragged you all to the record store, begging to check out their new stock.

"you know," james said as the two of you fell behind, "if you wanted to suck my dick you could've just asked, no payment required." this had to be the worst day of your life. you couldn't bear to look at james, already knowing the shit-eating grin you'd be met with.

"shut up," you mumbled weakly, "sirius is a dreadful dramatic."

he thankfully gave you a bit of a rest in the record store, taking the opportunity to talk to the boys as they perused the albums on offer. you definitely heard james and remus bonding over a love of bowie (not that it was a particularly niche interest) which made you smile.

while you were sure peter was being kind to james to his face, every time he turned away to look at something peter was quick to tease you, fanning his face like james was a supermodel or imitating a crude makeout. you responded with a firm middle finger, but it held no effect.

"i love that album," you said, pointing at the one james had picked up. it was bruce springsteen's born to run, a record you played in your room on repeat.

"i'm stupidly uneducated, i think i've only heard the singles. maybe we can listen to it together sometime, you can teach me his ways." you grinned, honest james was much easier to handle than flirty james.

"only if you're ready to listen to me fantasise about bruce," you said, "his eyes really do something for me."

"i have eyes," james said, pulling a giggle from both you and mary.

"guess so." it wasn't one of his better attempts at flirting, but it still drew a smile from you, so james didn't look too upset.

you didn't really talk to him again until you'd retired to the food court, all desperate for lunch. sirius had made sure you two were seated together, and you were suspicious of how much of a matchmaker he was being. you only wanted to jump his bones, you weren't looking to get married.

you'd just told an impeccable pun -- you knew it was good as the whole table began berating you -- and had caught james' eye by accident. he'd smiled at you in his lopsided way and rolled his eyes light-heartedly.

"i didn't picture you to have such terrible taste in jokes," he said, and you exaggerated a frown.

"and yet you're still talking to me," you countered, "so what does that say about you?"

"that i'm lucky." your mouth dropped open without your brain consenting. james had well and truly caught you off guard, an irritatingly perfect combination of earnestness and shameless flirting all rolled into one. you could feel yourself floundering, mouth opening and closing as you searched for anything to say. james was clearly enjoying his victory, cocky grin on display for anyone to witness. you couldn't bring yourself to look at him, flushed with embarrassment (and lust) and not a single inkling of thought in your head.

you'd ended up on james' lap. it started with marlene offering james a lift home, not wanting to leave him walking in the rain. that led to the realisation you had far too many friends for seats; five available in the car and eight people. sirius had dibs-d remus' lap before the rest of you had even caught up to his train of thought, and lily and mary teamed up together shortly after. you were consequently assigned to james by the others, marlene obviously driving and peter refusing to even take part. you had sympathy for james, only an hour or two into meeting half the group and already pushed into doing their bidding because of remus' easy "you don't mind, do you, mate?"

and so you were sitting on his lap, not uncomfortable but definitely nervous. you'd imagined your first time being in his lap being slightly more sexy and autonomous.

"i'm not too heavy, am i?" you asked, hating how insecure you sounded. james just laughed softly.

"weren't you the one pining after my muscles? have a little faith in me!" james was unbelievably confident today, even more so than you remember him being in your previous meetings. you were the opposite, never having felt so meek around him.

you figured you couldn't be the only one experiencing the torture and so rolled the window down, pushing your upper half out and into the wind, laughing as you felt the rain on your skin. whilst enjoyable for yourself, it also required you to shift your position on james' lap and stretch out your torso, giving james a good view of your bra from under your sloppily done, homemade crop top. the combination was clearly effective if the development in his crotch was anything to go off. plus the way he held your hips to keep you concealing his little problem was telling you all you needed to know. another little wiggle from you and his grip tightened to almost bruising, but far from unpleasant. maybe james could flirt, but you had tricks you weren't above using.

[themanfromeire]

JAMES POTTER AS A LIFEGUARD. THAT'S IT. THAT'S THE POST

[lulublack90]

Prompt 19 - Found

@wolfstarmicrofic June 19, word count 907

Previous part First part

Sirius took forever to have his shower. Steam was coming out from under the door and into the cabin. 

“I don’t know what those lads in Slytherin have been doing, but their toilet was foul. It took nearly an entire bottle of cleaner to shift it. It’s not even been a week!” Peter squeaked in frustration as he described the toilets in each cabin even after James had begged him to stop. “I mean, we all eat the same food. They must have something wrong with their guts to leave the horror they left behind.” Thankfully, Sirius emerged from the bathroom and stopped further talk of toilets. 

He was just in his swimming trunks and a t-shirt, but he had his wet hair twisted into an elegant knot on the back of his head that could put McGonagall to shame. Remus bit his lip as he appreciated what he saw before him but also worried about what he’d said to James. 

“I think we should all get ready now, then we can go straight down to the water,” Sirius said to them, patting his hair to make sure everything was where it was meant to be. 

The cabin was pretty quiet while they waited for everyone to get changed. James pulled out a long-sleeved t-shirt for Remus while they waited for Peter. When he emerged, James gestured for Remus to go next. Remus swallowed the lump in his throat and dashed into the bathroom. He was certain James was about to tell Sirius what he’d said. Then they’d be over before they’d started. He bit back the sob that threatened to burst through his lips and busied himself with getting changed and slathering sunscreen over his body. Ignoring the muted sounds of the others talking. He pulled the long-sleeved t-shirt on, covering his worst scars, and opened the door. 

Sirius hissed something at James and Peter before turning to Remus with a calming smile on his face. James walked into the bathroom with his swim trunks in his hand and shut the door. 

“I’m just going to go see what they’ve got out, make sure they’ve got the jump out,” Peter said hurriedly before rushing out of the cabin and tripping down the steps. 

“You alright, Pete?” Sirius called out. 

“Yup,” Came Peter’s slightly pained reply. Sirius rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“Come sit with me,” He said to Remus. Remus followed him. This was it. The part where Sirius says it’s all just a bit of fun, and he was horrified that Remus could even imagine it was anything more. “Quit that,” Sirius said, pulling Remus from his spiralling thoughts. He reached up and rubbed his finger on the furrowed skin between his brows. Remus’s face instantly relaxed. “James told me what he said to you and I just wanted to clear a few things up,” Remus felt the dread rear its ugly head and was suddenly overwhelmed with nausea. “Remus,” Sirius said sternly, poking him between the eyes until he relaxed his face again. “I just wanted to say that James had no right to say what he did, and he’s promised to apologise until he’s blue in the face.” His face softened, and he took Remus’s hands in his. “I am absolutely your boyfriend, and I am determined to see you once camp is over, whether I come to yours or you come to the Potter’s, it doesn’t matter to me either way. But for me, this feels more than a camp fling,” He finished there and Remus didn’t have the words. Instead, he clumsily lunged forward, smashed his lips against Sirius’s and toppled them backwards onto the bed. 

“Right, glad we cleared that up,” Sirius laughed when Remus pulled away gasping for breath. Sirius reached up and brushed Remus’s sandy curls back from his face. James came banging out of the bathroom. 

“Oh, thank fuck. Remus, I really am sorry,” He blurted out. Remus just waved a hand as if it were nothing and grinned down at Sirius before he stole another kiss. Boyfriend. He had a boyfriend.     

 The short-haired lifeguard was sitting in her chair, towering over them all, when they made their way down to the water after lunch, watching them with her hawk-like eyes. They were the first ones there, having changed before lunch and had barely taken one step onto the dock when Ms Hooch shouted out across the water at them.  

“No long-sleeved t-shirts on the inflatables. Take it off, or you’re not going on them,” They all froze, but Sirius waved the other two on. James and Peter dove into the water, heading for the inflatable animals, leaving Remus and Sirius on the dock. 

“Hey, we can go find something else to do,” Sirius said quietly, giving him an out if he wanted it. 

He looked down at their entwined fingers and thought, does it really matter? Sirius already knows about your scars, he’s seen them and wasn't repulsed. He’s the only one who matters.    

Somehow, he found the confidence he needed and pulled his t-shirt off, tossing it onto the dock. For the first time in his life, his scars were on show to the world, and he didn’t care. Sirius retook his hand, and they clambered to the top of the jump. 

“You ready, sweetheart?” Sirius said, squeezing his hand. Remus felt his face splitting into an enormous smile. 

“Yes,” And they jumped.

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[noasmirrorball]

may i offer jegulus hot tub sex (snippet)

“On your desk?” Regulus asks.

“On my chair? Whatever you want, baby.” He hisses under his breath. Involuntarily, he moves his hips upwards, looking for Regulus’ hand but it simply rests on his thigh.

“But I want it here.”

“Don’t be a brat.”

“Would you?” He dares to ask. “Fuck me here, if I wanted it. If I gave you the choice, right here or nothing at all. Would you? In front of all those people? If we’re careful enough no one will notice.”

James’ eyes meet his own for a second, searching for some kind of joke on his face but there is none. Regulus is dead serious and he’d be down in a heartbeat. His mouth opens slowly,

“Yes.” James says.

[quillkiller]

rita & barty bodyguard au??? elaborate. tell me more. speak on it. pls pls pls

so lifeguard!rita is @sugarsnappeases’s aka kara aka my most beloveds invention, which then led to us discussing lifeguard!barty because i wanted him to seduce bored housewife guest effie <3

anyway!! karas lifeguard!rita and the rita & barty lifeguard au aren’t necessarily linked together in any sort of way. but they also are. because it’s like an au of karas au… but i’ll still tread lightly bc a lot of it IS borrowed from kara’s au which she IS writing !!!!

it’s some sort of hotel resort type thing. rita and barty are lifeguards. the potters & the blacks (<- the sisters and their family) stay at this hotel <3

rita is like. atleast 8 years older than barty and their first impressions of each other are horrible but for some reason they almost always have the same shifts. like they can’t STAND each other but also. no one on staff can stand either of them. like to the point where they’re not even inviter to after work drinks shfjejwkr. so like they bond over that. talking shit about their shitty coworkers. being absolute cunts together . it’s a wonder rita hasn’t been fired but she’s a customer favorite because she’s aaaaalways nice to rich people <3 barty is new for the summer season !!

and like. they are horrible at their jobs and constantly bully the rich little children lmao. but they do work better together than with other people. if you disregard from them getting high on the job and being mean to kids.. but like they both want their shifts to be over so so badly that they actualy do their jobs. while if they’re working with other people they just let the other take the grunt work lmao . while texting each other through their entire shifts . <3

they would never ever hang out outside of work or actually keep in contact when they go back home. and they dont really hang out at the hotel either unless they’re stumbling into each other at the bar and get drunk together. misery loves company etc etc etc. but they’re not friends. it’s the forced proximity and the fact that they hate their other coworkers more than they hate each other

they always bet on who can seduce which miserable housewife. maybe they have a score board in one of their lockers keeping track of how many married women they’ve slept with. they always compete for like. a joint or a piece of gum or a chocolte bar. the stakes are SO low but they’re SO serious about it

then the potters and the blacks come to stay and things get more serious and complicated than they’ve ever been and now they’re basically teaming up and hyping each other up because it’s SOOOOOO important. its the effie and bella effect i fear. barty first intends to seduce james because hey thats easy but he spends like 2min with him and is like 🧍 not even for a million dollars . and effie chuckles at him knowingly and he’s a fucking goner. he even tells effie like ’if that was my son i’d kill him with a hammer’ and she’s soooooo amused by him. in such a condescending way that makes barty want to fall to his knees . also james still spends the summer flirting with barty

anyway & also they hate each other and dont respect each other and call each other awful things. but if one of them quit the other would quit too probably because there would be no point in staying. like that scene from shameless whete lip calls fiona a slut and she says ’i know you are but what am i!!!!!’

i’ll leave the quillkiller bits out of this because i dont want to accidentally mix up karas au with this au (again!! they’re not in the same universe!! sort of !!! while they also are !! but a lot of it is like. mixed together from our yapping <3)

[ziggystrdust]

Mkay so I’ve had this idea for a long while, but if it’s too silly and no one wants to read it then I won't embarrass myself with trying to write it. Lmk if you actually like it because it would give me copious amounts of motivation to actually try forming a plot. Also, side note, if you have anything you think will better the plot regarding anything I mention pls lmk!!! How will I improve if I don’t get some help:)

Ships will most likely be Jegulus, Wolfstar, Dorlene, Rosekiller, and Marylily (maybe pandalily idk)

Mkay so a modern, non-magical, high school au, where they all work at a country club for the summer. James, Sirius, Marlene, and Barty are lifeguards. Remus works the snack bar with Peter and Dorcas. Pandora, Mary, and Evan are pool attendants. Lily is a teacher who teaches the little kids how to swim, and finally, Regulus is the newly hired pool attendant.

I haven’t thought much about the plot itself-just ideas. But I'm gonna try to do a lil snippet.

(also I dont know if this means much but I am in fact a teenager who works as a pool attendant at a posh country club where I check in and give towels to rich snobby people. I also have to deal with annoying lifeguards, so everything will be pretty realistic in that sense <3 )

Regulus Black, the former heir of the Black family fortune, was now just a broke teenager living with his aunt, Andromeda Black (soon to be Tonks), her soon-to-be husband Ted Tonks, and their daughter Nymphadora Tonks.

Although they felt no shame in funding the seventeen-year-old boy, he did, and he didn't want to be more of a burden on the accepting family. That’s how he found himself applying for jobs everywhere, against Andromeda’s pleadings not to worry about it. Most places were skeptical about letting the baby Black work for them, knowing his and his family’s past, all except for one place -a posh country club full of members who were the richest in all of the city. Regulus immediately took the job and didn’t think twice about it.

Maybe if he did, he would remember that his brother, who was disowned by the Black family five years ago, worked there with every single one of his agitating friends, including the one and only James Potter. If he then thought a second about that thought, he would remember the fact he hates his brother (and Potter for that matter) and his brother hates him. This will be such a fun summer!