#poly!prongsfoot

[nightsmarish]

Hello luv <3 could you possibly write a prongsfoot or wolfstar x reader and they take her to get a new piercing?? maybe they accidentally keep hitting or helping her clean it and stuff :)))

Poly!prongsfoot x fem!reader (James Potter x fem!reader x Sirius black) | 900+ words

A/n: first of all: omg, my first rq, very very happy, thank you so much babes <3. Second: I am on a piercing ban rn and I am dying for the ban to break so this made me sooooo jealous

T/w: reader is suggested to have multiple ear peircings, needles, still learning to write James, Sirius works in a bar

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"What if this is a bad idea?" You haven't even gotten out of the car and into the building when you start second guessing yourself.

"Love, you've wanted this for a while, I thought?" James is getting out of the backseat and opening your door on the passenger side.

"I do, but it's my first face peircing, what if it looks bad?" James kneels next to your seat in the car while you fiddle with your hands, eyes focused on them, rather than the worry on James' face that will undoubtedly make you melt.

"Doll, you're gonna look hot as fuck, I promise you that much." Sirius turns in the driver's seat to face you, left hand moving to the back of your head, stroking the nape of your neck. "And either way, if you get it and, after a few months, hate it, you can take it out."

You all sit there for a moment before you stop fidgeting and look between the two boys. "Sorry, I don't know why I'm freaking out now, ive been planning this for weeks now." You laugh, trying to ease the tension that's accidently set.

"It's okay, love." James gently grabs your face, turning you to face him and kissing you softly. "You still wanna get it?"

"Yeah, I do."

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You all manage to get through the door of the peircing shop.

You sit in the chair, Sirius holding your hand and James looking away because needles freak him out, but he was adamant he would be a form of moral support.

The piercer uses the forcep clamp and you're pretty sure the needle is in their other hand, but you've had your eyes closed for a while now. And honestly, based off the videos you watched, it's probably for the best you don't see the needle.

"Okay, breath in through your mouth." Their voice is soothing as you take in a breath, albeit a little shaky.

"And a deep breath out..." your hand forms a death grip on Sirius' hand as the needle punctures your nose.

"Good job. I'm going to put the jewelry in now; one more deep breath in." Your hand keeps its hold on Sirius, "and out." The jewelry swiftly replaces the needle. "Okay, and you're done."

While paying and leaving, your hand never leaves the boy until you reach the car.

"Let me see." James once again gently grabs your face once the three of you are near the car. "Dear Merlin, that looks amazing."

"Yes it does, and you took it like a bloody champ, doll." The other boy adds.

"Yeah? It looks good?"

"Obviously." He overlaps one of James hand and leans in to kiss you.

"Wait- no- no kisses right now." Both boys drop their hands from your face.

"Are you okay?" James brows are furrowed in concern.

"I'm- I'm just scared you'll hit it and it will hurt."

The paler of the two laughs a bit but looks at you so fondly you could melt into a puddle like the wicked witch of the west. "Fine- fine then. No kisses. For now."

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You're sitting on the couch when James gets home a few days later, book open as you read.

James toes off his shoes and walks behind the couch, tilting your chin to lean down and kiss you.

You instinctively let him, used to the little routine the three of you have. But dear fuck, you didn't consider how much it would hurt for his nose to hit your very sore one during a kiss.

"Fucking-" You pull back, hand going to your nose to shield it as if some invisible source is gonna sucker punch you.

"Shit- sorry, love, I didn't even think about your new piercing." James rounds the couch to sit next to you, putting your book face down on the coffee table to keep your place.

"It's okay, Jamie, really." You move your hand away and rake your nails through his hair.

"'M sorry anyway." He leans in again, this time kissing your hairline instead of your cheek.

Sirius had been up in the bedroom, having a night shift at the bar he worked at, so he was sleeping most of the day. But his shift starts in an hour, and he wants to at least see you two before he has to see drunk people for 8 hours.

Padding down the staircase in your townhouse, Sirius sees you and James on the couch, you with tears lining your eyes.

"Bloody Merlin, baby, don't try and kill the girl, prongs." Sirius jokes as he makes his way to the couch as well.

"I didn't do anything!" James whips his head around to Sirius, who cuts him off with a kiss before he can continue to defend himself any further.

"He kissed me and it hurt like a bitch." Your voice is slightly whinny, desperately wanting your shorter boyfriends attention.

"Oh, my poor girl, James is hurting you with his love again?" Sirius coos as he sits between you two, but it's more like on both your laps, grabbing the sides of your face to place a soft kiss on your forehead.

"I said sorry!" He attempts to defend himself again, "I didn't mean to."

"Sounds like it was an accident, huh, doll?" Sirius speaks in-between kisses on your face.

"Seems so." You murmur.

"Either way, seems only James can properly kiss me now." He grins at you before grabbing James' face, more aggressively than needed, and smashing their lips together.

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i’m calling out into the void for poly!prongsfoot requests 🌝

[trstalks]

Sirius, Remus, and fuck it probably Regulus too all have the deer antler tattoos on their hips so that it frames James’ head when he’s going down on them. It’s like matching friendship tattoos. James has them too. Fuck it, so do Barty and Evan (they saw everybody else’s and got jealous)

[itsriotmotherfuckers]

The Marauders? Oh you mean Sirius’ harem

[siriusblackdevotee]

James is like guys help me pick an outfit because he's finally scored a date with lily and the others already know what outfit to choose but they still make him wear the tightest fits he has first so they have an excuse to admire his bulging biceps and fat ass and touch his body to "adjust the clothes". He remains oblivious to the leers of course.

James: alright, how do we look?

Peter: dunno...turn around for us?

James: oh yeah! [Turns around]

Remus: (groan) Merlin, that is criminal

James: what? Does it look bad?

Sirius: Nope. I think the colors are clashing this time. The pants look fine though

Peter: really fine

Remus: so fine

Sirius: let's change the top then [passes the smallest shirt you've ever seen]

James: okay! :D

everyone has a crush on James bc I said so

[ttroubledwaters]

seeing people use "#poly marauders" and then write poly wolfstarbucks

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

If there is one thing that prongsfoot isn’t it is unrequited

Those two fools would burn the world down in a heartbeat and it is truly a shame that they never got the chance

Not to mention that it doesn’t even have to be romantic (but it def is in some respects) because those two are undeniably and universally intertwined that the only way to seperate the two would be in death

And even in death they remain constantly tied in memories and devotion (especially Sirius who’s sole sanity was his ties to James)

Also the only reason ppl believe it’s unrequited is cos we never see the two of them alive together outside of sn*pe’s pov

Like if you think Sirius was not normal abt James when he was dead imagine how absurd and in love the two were when they were alive

[redroomwidows]

notes: Sirius x James my love. Sirius and James sweaty and shirtless my love. Sirius and the reader are just as in love with James as he is with them in this. not a lot of quidditch content I'm sorry.

warnings: I can't write flirting, second person, I guess like sexual flirting?? I feel like i've written this wrong idk. reader is referred to as ‘gorgeous’

Poly! Prongsfoot × gn!reader

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Dating Sirius Black came with many perks, he was all over you, all the time, and had no problems with PDA, or ‘defending your honour’. A perk you didn’t expect though, was bonding over your crush on James Potter.

James was tall, buff and had dark brown curls you wanted to run your hands through. He was also kind and passionate -

“You two are staring again,” Remus mutters from his spot next to you and Sirius. James had appeared after a nap, his hair a mess and his lips pouted and your eyes had not left him.

When you’d first started dating Sirius, Peter had joked how you’d also be dating James, oh how you both wished that was true. Sirius had been best friends with Jamed since first year, and he’d probably been in love since fourth. You could love two people at the same time, you both knew this.

What you didn’t know however, was that James felt the same way. Well, until he became terrible at hiding it.

You’d first noticed after a Summer Quiditch match, when the entire team had celebrated their victory by lying on the floor and begging McGonagall to pour water on them - she’d refused. Thus after the match, as little clothes as possible were on and Sirius had insisted you stay in his dorm while he showered. When he exited, a towel draped over his waist, two pairs of eyes were on him.

“Both of you see something you like?” he’d joked and while you merely laughed, James blushed and looked down “Prongs?”

“Huh?” he looks up, and then down again

“Are you checking my boyfriend out?”

“What! No-”

“You weren’t? I’m offended, I thought I looked hot,”

“No I mean, you do!” an eyebrow is raised and James scrunches up his face “I’m going to shower!” when he leaves the room, you smirk at Sirius.

Around a month later, after lots of flirting (mainly on Sirius’ end), the Gryffinfdors were throwing a party, And a lot of firewhiskey was involved. James ended up on the sofa with you, his head in your lap, looking at your boyfriend dancing .

James sighs, almost lovesick “You alright there Jamie?”

“He’s pretty,” you smirk and run your hands through his hair

“Yeah, he is,”

“You know he’s finally dating someone?” Oh, he’d got to that stage where he didnt know who you were “And they’re great, they’re really great, as great as Padfoot, and I love him, so they must be really great,” you stay very still, letting him continue “But I still feel jealous y’know, and I don’t actually know who of,”

“Maybe its both of them?” You suggest softly and he nods

“Both,”

Once you’d told a sober Sirius, that had opened up a rabbit hole, a huge one, one which included dates, that weren't really dates, and flirting that definitely was flirting. Sirius liked to make James - and you - blush, and laugh, and very flustered.

As the weather gets colder, you find yourselves in the common room more often, and on Wednesday, you enter and find James and Sirius cuddling on the sofa, this wasn’t new, it was something they’d always done, but today you needed a hug, and it made you slightly upset to see them so content.

“Hey Gorgeous,” Sirius greats and you smile, James waves “You alright?” you shake your head

“Need a hug,” you mumble, James goes to get up but you stop him “Want a James hug,” and so you sit next to him, and climb into his arms, sighing comfortably, Sirius’ hand’s find your hair, and James arms are around your waist. You were tired, tired of pretending that you didn’t like James, that you didn’t know he liked you, that he and Sirius haden’t loved eachother for years.

“James,” You start quietly “Do you remember getting incredibly drunk and forgettting who I was?”

“Uh- No?” you sigh and turn around, your elbows either side of him, you look up at Sirius and wink.

“I do,” and then you kiss him.

[nightsmarish]

Summary: you and Sirius think James would look hot with blonde highlights

Poly!prongsfoot x reader (James Potter x reader x Sirius black) | 500+ words

A/n: I am so sorry this is so short omg, I've been weirdly busy the past few days and it's been hard to find time to write

Tw: rave mentioned, reader has dyed their hair before, sleepy James, I am still learning to write James, illusions to possible smut at the end

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Sirius' record player is on in the background, softer than usual. James is resting his head on your stomach. Both of you splayed out on the sofa.

Sirius is sitting on the ground, the coffee table moved to the side to make room in front of him as he makes his next outfit for a rave he mentioned, likely also planning on how to get you to let him make one for you as well.

James is barely coherent at this point; a long day making him sodding exhausted and extremely prepared for the weekend. Your nails rake through his curls, still slightly wet from his shower.

"You know, Jamie, you'd look good with dyed hair."

Jamse barely gives a sign he heard you, tightening his hold on your back and burying his face further into your shirt like he wants under your skin.

Sirius looks over at you two, "you're right, he'd look bloody hot with blonde streaks or something."

You move James head so you can see his face, squishing his cheeks, glasses already discarded on a side table. "You would look fucking hot with blonde streaks, dear Merlin."

Your other boyfriend places down the wire and needle nose pliers he's using to move closer to the couch, "you want some blonde in your hair, baby?"

He moves his face out of your hands, laying back on your stomach. "wha' 'ver you wan'" James' voice is slurred with sleep.

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That's how you got her a week later; you sat on the counter top of your bathroom sink, and Sirius putting on his latex gloves to mix bleach.

James sits on a wooden stool, that has seemed to make its way around the entire house since you bought it, wearing a extremely stained shirt both you and Sirius have worn while dying your own hair.

"Any regrets, lover boy?" You shimmy on the counter to sit infront of the tanner of the two boys.

"I think that it's unjust for you to manipulate me in my sleep to get me to dye my hair." James grabs your ankles, hands rubbing up and down your shins.

"You could talk; it's got to count for some kind of awareness to what's going on." Sirius grins at his counterpart, mixing the bleach and walking behind James.

"So cruel, both of you, so cruel." He juts out his bottom lip, looking up at you with a pout.

"You haven't pulled out yet, so I'm starting to believe this is just a cute little act." Your grin is nearly identical to Sirius'.

"Don't talk to him about pulling out, love, we won't be able to finish before he gets restless." The darker haired boy laughs as he adjusts James head.

"Both, so, so bloody cruel."

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James' hair took to the dye pretty well, only ending up needing two rounds of bleach.

And fuck, you where right. He looks fucking hot. The blonde, thick, streaks that curl perfectly into his brown hair pattern.

"Bloody hell-" Sirius talks between kissing James "your look-" kiss "fucking delicous"

Sirius pauses for a second to look at you walking through the door of your home, throwing your bag to the ground and toeing off your shoes. "Come here, doll."

[crescenthistory]

hi babes!! First of all, congrats on 2k!!! Very much deserved!! Ur an amazing author, and a very very sweet person!!!

I was wondering i could do interpret? You don't gotta, I thought it'd be fun :D

My favorite song at the moment is U from Belle (eng version. Or a million miles away eng version, both are so good, even tho the movie is like 6/10, the soundtrack is fucking scrumptious)

I am going to be studying pastry and culinary art, and spend an embarrassing amount of money on baking equipment i do NOT have room for lol. I'm learning French and fucking hate sciences (which my mom bullies me for bc pastry is all science :[), I spend a lot of time reading on my phone and like to do my nails. I am trans masc, but like im a man in a way a tomato is a fruit, and I'm pan! Bc people are just 🤌🤌🤌. I have two cats and desperately want more, and maybe a dog, and I really want a opossum, irs legal here. And a racoon. Or a ferret. Maybe a mouse. I like animals, a lot. I also am and only child and can NOT touch other people's laundry, I have a germ thing, I also dislike doesn't dishes other people used, it makes me wanna cry.

I also talk a lot, it's a problem, I don't really shut up. Probably because I'm an only child, im sorry. I recently had surgery, and the recovery process is gonna be most of my life, bc of a deformed up bone in my knee i was born with and multiple torn tendons from dance. I also am recovering from some mental health issues that caused some unsavory things to happen and now I feel like I've given too much information and I'm gonna go.

Ur very cool, I hope you and ur wife have a lovely week, yall are so cute!!!!

hi evan!! hi bestie!! thank you for dropping in, of course i can interpret for you<33 you're very cute too and both my wife and i are sending you twice as much love right back at you (she is also a woman in the way a tomato is a fruit lol)

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i will INTERPRET for nightsmarish

carina's 2k celebration

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honestly, i can see you with poly!prongsfoot!

partly because i feel like i cannot possibly ship an evan with an evan and partly because i have come to associate you with a chaotic yet calm energy that i think would pair well with prongfoot's. the balance in you between wholesome love and loud enthusiasm is one that prongsfoot brings out of each other and would thrive with. james was born a yapper and sirius has worked on being more vocal and chatty, so you would never ever find any judgment from them for talking a lot. on the contrary, i think it would make them both feel more comfortable with you, like they can be themselves fully. in muggle au's, i can often picture sirius as a baker and regardless i think he would find your passion for it very endearing and want to encourage it. james would spend all his money getting you whatever equipment you want just to watch you and sirius have fun figuring out new techniques. (james will also HAPPILY eat any and every batch you make, successful or not.) these two are the definition of passionately loyal and would so rope you into all of that, supporting and taking care of you post-surgery and as you're on your journey to mental recovery. they accommodate for each other unspokenly all the time and i think they would do the same for you without really communicating it – which they definitely should communicate, but the thought is still endearing. lastly, poly!prongsfoot would have such a good time living with various animals, it would be a borderline sitcom to witness for all their friends and family (who, of course, would become your friends and family – you're no longer an only child).

[lemongrass77777-moved]

Why is polyamorous foursome Marauders not more popular, it makes so much sense. I mean yes their relationship is toxic in some ways, but what’s not to love about an unethical polycule

[gqhastlyqueer]

Sirius didn't remember much of his childhood. Maybe the occasional blurry memory of whispering reassurances to Regulus through the thin walls of grimmauld place, or being forced to finish his dinner at the table, sitting there for hours, because he just didn't understand *why* he had to eat his vegetables. No one ever explained past an 'because I said so'. Point is, Sirius didn't remember much, but what he did, was far from cheerful. When Sirius got his letter, *finally*, he had been over the moon. He would be doing magic, real magic! His memories from eleven onward, are clearer. Being a shy, reluctant boy meeting with three other boys on the train, and the small, shy boy Sirus had once been faded. Replaced for a raucous boy. One who lived freely without a care for the first time in his life. Warm evenings spent with James and Peter, playing round after round of exploding Snap. An occasional argument between the four boys, but always sorted and settled before bedtime. Arguments didn't leave gaping holes in his chest anymore, or silent sobs in his pillow. Occasional kisses shared with Remus, during their seventh year summer fling. And yet, when he thought about it, it wasn't just Remus he loved. He loved all of the boys. He loved his friends, and he was so grateful they had saved him from a lifetime of loneliness. And being subjected to his families wishes. He was Sirius Black. Reckless, kind, impulsive, wild, occasionally cruel but never intended. Remus' Sirius. James' Sirius. Peter's Sirius. Loved.

[random-writer-person]

my love for poly-marauders has been discovered.

[realmothchu]

why ship * when prongsfoot is right there and so fucking good

[lululuzzz08]

Severus when the guy bullies him:

Sirius when the guy hates/obsesses over him:

James when he isnt supposed to like the guy:

(I just unlocked a new ship from reading this fic holy fuck, i only unlock new ships when my first interaction of them together is relatively positive. But my first introduction to these three together was fetish-y!!!<3 i usually need to have like, good writing first, shitty writing second to actually like the ship 😔)

[itsriotmotherfuckers]

Bodybuilder James + strongman Sirius. I propose this mostly to talk about Sirius with a strongman build. Like. An insane amount of muscle, can literally deadlift over twice his own body weight, but also a belly and fat and AHHH? Like please? I want that so bad. Also, post-Harry, James gets a dad bod? Please??? They would be so handsome that way I’m dying. Bonus points for Lily who, despite not working out much, is absurdly strong and carries James around bridal style sometimes. And then there’s Peter who doesn’t work out but is also like. Pretty strong? Not jacked, Lily is stronger than him, but he’s still got a decent bit of muscle. Also Remus is there (more than 3 books and he taps out).