#modern!au james potter

[daystarpoet]

★﹐kissing scenes．﹗﹑

actor!james x actor!reader. james potter x gn!reader, though it may be slightly fem coded. james and the reader have to act as love interests in a movie, but they hate each other. jamie being a lil flirty. taglist: @loveinalocket.

divider by @plutism

james potter was an actor; the 'teenage-dream-guy' type of actor. fluffy brown hair, big brown eyes, and the most charming smile ever. he had an appealing aura, always being nice and joking around with interviewers and never refusing to take a photo with a fan.

james was simply perfect, ideal to date, anyone would want to work with him—much more if it was a romance movie. his acting skills would always get him the highest praise.

however, you, didn't quite play into the whole 'james-potter-fanatism' thing. he was too cocky, too arrogant for you. acting—no pun intended— as if every place he stepped into was his own.

very much to your distaste, he was your romantic lead in the new movie you were working on. that meant countless hours together, and loads of kissing.

“whenever you're ready.” james looked your way and then gave the cameraman and director a quick nod, instantly switching to character. his usal teasing smile was replaced by an almost too real fondness.

you pushed away from his lips as soon as the camera cut.

“ow, i'm hurt, darling.” james smirked, pushing his hands into his pockets. “we could try again if you want. maybe you'll love it if we do.” That charming idiot.

“keep trying, potter.” you frowned his way, his smirk only growing. “believe me, i will, for as long as we're filming this movie.” his eyes widened in mock-surprise at your glare. “oh come on, i'm just joking around, don't take everything so seriously.”

“enough you two already, can you please be quiet for two seconds?” screamed, marlene, another of the cast members. “i'm honestly tired of you two arguing over every little thing. i think the movies' gotten to your heads, and you will have a real-life enemies to lovers.”

“what? we so will not-” you defended yourself, taking a step further. “for once, i agree with her. it's all jokes from my side.” replied james, huffing and running a hand through his hair.

“whatever you say, just know that if you to do end up together, you owe me twenty pounds.” marlene dismissed, walking out of the room. her signature red boots clinking against the floor and her bleached blond hair moving along with her steps.

[rottensouldier]

whimsigoth lily and her himbo old money husband james 🌚💗

[twink-remus-lupin]

youtuber au

remus runs a book review channel that has slowly been turning into a drama and rant channel

sirius and james run a joint prank channel but it’s significantly more humane than most of the popular ones (they also mostly prank each other and nothing is staged)

lily runs a true crime channel that collabs with remus frequently for special horror episodes

peter is a gamer and actually has the most subscribers out of all of them for his valorant streams

snape has multiple hate blogs for each of them

[valexarts]

My prompt for the @marauderswithpalestineproject 🍉

I was assigned prompt number 247 “James and Regulus dancing next to the lake” by anonymous donator

It was really fun to do. Thanks for donating!<3

[stareggie]

regulus: i won the idgaf wars.

james: u walked all the way to my house because i wouldn’t answer ur text because i was in the shower.

regulus: do not spread misinformation. i apparated.

[pinkkkkat]

thinking about You Signed Up for This (by solmussa on ao3) and how it’s my current fav characterization of everybody!

anyways here’s some ig posts from everybody based around that fic

ik everybody doesn’t have socials in the fic so this is inaccurate but shhhh

pt.2

[squirrelxoxo]

Modern marauders au where Barty and Evan drag Regulus into a Lego store (cause they're both big kids) and Regulus meets the super friendly and helpful store assistant James

[popcornhee]

[everythingisromant1c]

trouble in Hollywood🎥 James Potter au

co-star!james potter x actress!reader

summary: after spending years as an aspiring actress, everything seems to be finally falling into place. for one thing, you landed your first lead role starring in a new tv series filming in LA. the only problem: you can't stand your co-star.

a/n: im planning on keeping this an ongoing blurb series w/ the first few parts a bit longer, but i cant want to get to work on releasing it!!

also pls pls feel free to send in any requests or scenario ideas for this au—the possibilities r endless so id love some suggestions😙

comment // send in a request to be added to the tag list !!

masterlist

p1 : chemistry read w/ actor!james

p2 : three reasons why you can't stand co-star!james potter

[mischievousmoony]

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚎

𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟺 ⟡ 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔

⟢ james potter x fem!reader

⟢ summary: modern restaurant au; neither you nor james smoke, but remus does . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁1.5k

⟢ warnings/tags: smoking, coworker!james, coworker!marauders, anxious!reader, ooc!remus (imo)

⟢ the new hire masterlist ⟡ main masterlist

"Join me for a smoke break?" James asks, sliding into the space next to you as you punch in an order.

You glance at him through the corner of your eye as his hand reaches out and closes over the edge of the POS terminal, effectively encasing you between him and the wall on your right.

"I don't smoke," you answer as you substitute kale for arugula.

"Neither do I," James smirks mischievously, "but Nate doesn't need to know that."

Your finger pauses over the button for the truffle gnocchi as you turn your head to look at him.

"What?" you ask, your question punctuated by a soft, amused chuckle.

James' tone turns comically serious, "Why should people who smoke be the only ones who get intermittent breaks throughout the workday? It's preposterous, if you ask me."

You bring your hand to your mouth to stifle your growing laughter as you finish ringing in your order.

"What? I'm serious! If smokers can have smoke breaks we should be entitled to- to fresh air breaks," James invents, "It's only fair."

You turn your body to face James fully, resting your hip against the wood of the server station.

"C'mon, take five with me?" James directs a beckoning nod toward the back door.

You shift your gaze from James to survey the dining room, mentally tallying your tables. Once you find that all food have been served and all patrons have been checked on, you conclude that you can spare five minutes for James.

"Alright, I do have a few minutes to myself," you agree.

James beams at you, sidestepping to make some room, "Ladies first."

You shake your head jovially as you pass him, leading the way through the back hall. As you pass the staff room, James jogs ahead of you and lays a flat palm against the back door. He pushes it open, and the soft light of the setting sun hits you as you walk through.

"What a gentleman," you muse playfully, your eyes remaining on him as you pass.

James’ ever present smile grows.

“What can I say?”

When James lets the door close behind you both, you see that you’re not the only ones who needed a little break.

Remus, the head chef, stands with his back pressed to the wall with a lit cigarette hanging lazily between his lips.

“Remus!” James cheers, the sudden increase in his volume making you jump.

The boys’ hands clasp and they tug each other into a side hug.

You stand idly by as they exchange pleasantries, your hands finding themselves stuffed into the pockets of your apron.

In your opinion, Remus is somewhat intimidating. Your initial impression of him was formed by seeing him shout about a mistake on a ticket. You’ve since come to find out he does not shout as often as you feared he would, but a part of you is still on edge around him, as if one wrong move will put you on the receiving end of an outburst.

So needless to say, you’re slightly surprised at how warmly he interacts with James outside of the kitchen.

You’ve never seen Remus away from the line before. He seems a lot more relaxed out here, although, that might have to do with the dwindling cigarette between his lips.

“Your girl smoke?” Remus asks, suddenly putting the attention on you, “Or is James being a bad influence? Getting you to slack off, is he, sweetheart?”

Your eyebrows shoot up. You had thought your coworkers would stop referring to you as “James’ girl” once you had concluded your training with him. The fact that it's still said occasionally is something you don’t know how to feel about. Perhaps slightly embarrassed, and perhaps slightly warm inside.

“I’m not a bad influence,” James interjects, defending himself, “We’re simply taking a fresh air break.”

Now that James has coined that phrase, you can expect to hear it frequently pass his lips for weeks to come.

“A fresh air break?” Remus barks a laugh, “Here’s some fresh air for ya.”

Remus puffs a cloud of smoke in James’ direction.

James holds his arms out to the side, welcoming the smoke, even fanning it towards himself, “Nice try, mate. The more smokey I smell the less suspicious dear Natey will be. Keep it coming.”

You laugh at the exchange and Remus meets your eye, slightly smiling at your amusement. James follows Remus' gaze, looking over his shoulder at you.

"Want some?" James offers.

You take a step back, "I think I'll take my chances without it."

Remus shakes his head slightly as he drops his cigarette to the ground and puts it out with his shoe. "I better get back on the line," he says, reaching for the door.

"See ya, mate," James says.

At the same time, you emit a timid, "Bye."

"Enjoy your fresh air," Remus says through another spell of laughter as he disappears into the restaurant.

James meets your eye as the door clicks shut, and he notices the slight look of surprise painted on your face.

"What's that look?" James asks, stepping closer.

You shake your head, "Nothing, I- well, I didn't expect Remus to be so..." you trail off, but James seems to know what you mean.

"Yeah, well, he's secretly a big softie. You should see him when he's away from this place," James pats restaurant's exterior wall warmly.

You tilt your head slightly, "You've seen him outside of work?"

"Oh, yeah. Him and Sirius," James relaxes against the wall, "Some of the others too, but it's been a while since we've done a big thing. Not since before you started here."

James seems to want to make sure you know that you haven't been left out of anything, and you smile at his thoughtfulness.

"That's nice," you say simply, settling against the wall next to James.

He smiles down at you, "Do you think you'd come to something like that? If a bunch of us went out after work or something?"

James feels a little giddy at the thought of seeing you outside of work, but he doesn't show it, or really acknowledge the feeling at all.

You look a bit taken off guard at the question, your eyes widening a fraction, "Oh! I- yeah. Yeah, I'm sure that would be fun."

James gravitates a little closer to you, his shoulder nearly touching yours, "Yeah?"

He flashes his pearly white teeth at you, and you have to fight the urge to shrink away from him.

In the weeks you've worked here, you've grown quite comfortable around James. It's easy with him, his presence always so warm and inviting. Your heart doesn't race with anxiety when you talk to him like it still does with some of your other coworkers.

Not always, anyway.

Sometimes, when James gets close or beams at you with that perfect smile of his— both of which he's doing now— your heart rate picks up and something you haven't acknowledged yet flutters in the pit of your stomach.

You swallow hard. "Yeah," you repeat, your voice coming out a bit hoarse as you take in how his hair falls across his face and the way the golden light from the setting sun highlights his skin.

As much as you want to stay in this moment, you fear that any longer and you might melt, so you push yourself off the wall and step away.

"We've probably had plenty of fresh air," you say, "and we don't want to keep out tables waiting too long."

"Sure, of course," James nods, "but, um..."

James trails off, scratching the back of his neck like he does when he's feeling sheepish.

"But what?" you wonder, your tone soft.

"Find me if you ever need some more fresh air, yeah?"

You press your lips together to hide how wide you're compelled to smile, "Sure thing, James."

The both of you make your way back into the building, only to stop in your tracks as Nate crosses in front of you, exiting his office.

He furrows his bushy brows at the sight of you two. "Smoke break?" he asks.

You and James both nod, James a bit more inconspicuous than you.

Nate squints when his eyes fall on you, "You smoke, kid?"

"Totally," you respond, eyes darting to James.

"Oh, yeah she smokes. We did so much smoking out there. Tons," James says with a grin, his tone so exaggeratedly convincing it’s almost comical.

You stifle a laugh as James continues.

"Had to take the edge of, you know. Hectic day. You want to hear about it? I had this table–"

"Alright, alright," Nate cuts James off, waving his hands exasperatedly, "I get it, just get back to work."

"You got it, boss," James calls after him as Nate continues down the hall.

Once Nate is out of earshot, you catch James’ eye, and the two of you can’t help but burst into laughter.

[dogstarmoonheart]

the marauders snapchat s.3 pt.2

hi :)

“i’ve been out walking, I don’t do to much talking these days” -nico

*kiss*

I do not own the rights to any of these images. They were all taken from Pinterest.

[daystarpoet]

★﹐my boyfriend's in a band．﹗﹑

james potter x reader. rockstar!au. the marauders as a band. f!reader implied, though could be anybody. seeing your guitarist bf backstage.

the marauders. a rising rock band in the 70s british music scene. they had everything they needed to be successful. they were a band of four (attractive) young men with a great aesthetic and sound. they were bound to reach stardom.

safe to say, the boys had their fanbase. dozens of young girls—and even some boys—were obsessed with them, and not just because of their music.

james and sirius were the two for whom fangirls particularly drooled over. they'd send them love letters, confessions, and even personal posesions.

all of these attempts were rather frutile, since sirius was too busy in a messy relationship with the band's drummer, remus, and james was already taken by non-other than you.

when I say taken, I mean happily taken. blissfully taken. eve since james and you had begun to date, the band had surprisingly started to release more and more love songs. all of them written by yours truly james potter.

tonight, they were playing a bigger show than usual. james had been both excited and nervous for one week straight. he had begged you to be there. it meant so much to him.

throughout the whole gig, james' eyes never left yours from the stage. you were standing more at the back, in order not to get recognized by the fans. every now and then, he would shoot a smile and blow a kiss in your direction.

soon enough, the show was over, and the venue eventually became empty. james was talking to sirius, his cheeks still flushed from the adrenaline, and his curls sticking to his tan skin. his glasses were titled and slightly damp.

you opened the door, and his head shot in your direction with a big grin on his face. he ran to you and picked you up. "how'd I do, luv? i was great, right? I felt great." he rambled.

"you were, james, you always are." you replied to him, with a smile in your own lips. "yeah?" he asked. "mhm. definitely." you replied.

"oh, don't feed the wanker's ego!" sirius chimed in from a few steps away. remus and peter laughing from the corner at his friend's behaviour.

"thank you so much for coming." he cupped your cheeks and kissed you.

[rottensouldier]

the bestest of besties 🙇‍♀️

[moon-meteor-star-sun]

James would bring the rest of the Marauders to IKEA to eat Swedish meatballs and walk around. Nothing other than food, fake plants, and stuffed animals would be bought.

[themarvelmarauder]

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

a modern au where james is a clothing designer and all of his pieces are tailored for sirius and sirius alone and then when james make it big (because ofc he does hes a genius) sirius is like the face of the company and all of james' mannequins he works on are sirius-replicas and he talks about it constantly and its a little creepy how obsessive it is to the general public but sirius is just as obsessed so its alright