#sad prongstail

[vomits0cutely]

“Forgive me, Peter. My lost fearless leader, in closets like cedar, persevered when we were just kids. It is something I did?”

But it’s James’ last words to Peter trying to figure out what he did to deserve this betrayal.

[resident-gay-bitch]

I NEED JAMES CODED SONGS FOR MY JAMES PLAYLIST!!!!

please drop any songs you connect with james for Whatevr reasons! weather it be the vibes, the lyrics, the artist, the kenergy!!! anything!!!

i need more james content in my life i love that sunshine boy!!!!!!!!!

[olivers-cocoapuffs]

James glanced out at the yard, looking past the people mingling around the patio and garden. He doesn’t find the person he’s looking for- it’s too dark for that- but he has a suspicion.

James turns to Katie Pettigrew and snaps his fingers in front of her face to get her attention. She turns, scowling at him.

“What do you want, Jay?”

“Have you seen Pete around?”

There’s a glint of recognition in the younger girls eyes and she nods. “Willow tree at the back of the yard, his usual.”

James grins at Katie and ruffles her hair. “Thanks.”

James slips past the wall of people, and jogs over the grass to where the massive willow tree sits at the back of his yard. It was planted years ago, shortly after the house was built, and is a favourite spot for the marauders to hang out in.

“Peter!” James calls up, standing at the base of the tree.

Peter looks down, stony expression melting away. “Hi prongs. Come up?”

“You betcha.” James responds, already starting to scale the tree.

James pulls himself up onto the branch, settling in next to Peter. He flings an arm around his lovers shoulders and draws him closer, smacking a kiss to his temple.

“How are you, my love?” James mutters

Peter reaches up to where James’ hand hangs over his shoulder and laces their fingers together, leaning into James.

“Tired.” Peter says in response, not turning to look at him.

James hums in response, he knows the feeling. The war feels like it’s going to stretch on forever. Sometimes James wakes up and wishes that someone, anyone, would give up so that they could rest.

It’s exhausting always being viligent, wondering who will die next, who amongst your loved ones you will never see again. He’s tired of the mere idea of not being able to trust those around him. It goes against his every instinct to be mistrustful, every fibre of his being wanting to believe there’s good in everyone.

Though, no one can remain good in a war. He’ll come out of this with blood on his hands, no matter which side wins.

The question is- will it be worth it? will the late nights, the panicked phone calls, the deaths all be worth it? Or will he look back and wish he could’ve done something, anything, differently?

“Kind of fucked we’ve got a spy in our ranks. They should make us all to vertisiam or something.” James speaks, breaking the silence that had settled over them.

Peter stiffens against him, he doesn’t like talking about Phoenix stuff outside of the meetings. Not many of them do.

“I’m so tired, Jamie.” Peter whispers, almost like he’s pleading.

James’ heart breaks for his fiancé. “C’mere Pete, I’ve got you. You can rest now.”

Peter relaxes back into James, turning his face into the crook of James neck. James strokes his hand through Peter’s hair soothingly, hoping that he can feel how much James loves him in the small caresses.

[wilmvandrr]

unrequited prongstail is slowly killing me tbh because them loving eachother so much when they were younger but then just 'we're too young to love' so they fall apart, painful warm feelings like fresh blood still on their tongues. I JUST CAN'T-

thinking about peter and remus talking to each other about their crushes on james and sirius, both believing they'll never like them back.

then sirius and remus get together.

so peter thinks maybe he might actually have a shot, and james keeps hugging him and holding his hand, and they find themselves hanging out just them a lot more. so peter makes a move, but james shoots him down.

and things become a little weird in the group after that, so peter pretends he's over james, that he's moved on, that it was just a small crush and he was never in love with him or anything.

peter watches as james starts dating the love of his life, watches as all his friends end up with someone. and all he can think is, 'this isn't fair. why do they deserve love and i don't?'

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

ARIEL. what about your best american girl by mitski but its prongstail,, especially the ''you're the sun, you've never seen the night but you hear it sounds from the morning bird... well i'm not the moon, i'm not even a star but awake at night it'll be singing to the birds'' yeah this whole part made me. think of peter to james.....

love. this. is. incredible. if u weren't my wife number 0 (cuz ur the og) I would marry u again rn

this is so sad :( but it fits them so well :( urgh, devastating

[jaylienpotter]

I wanna know all your HCs for prongstail! And if unrequited prongstail is the reason behind peters betrayal for you or not.

Hi! Thank you for the ask!! ❤️❤️

In a universe with prongstail (as a multishipper, my hcs shange depending on the fic), I imagine that Peter started having a massive crush on James in their childhood (I like the hc of them being neighbours and thus childhood friends), which extended over the years. James was just so kind. And Pettigrew didn't have many more friends. Probably wouldn't be friends with Sirius and Remus if it wasn't for Potter.

Pete never expected James to like him back, and probably never confessed, believing he wasn't good enough for him. He would get sad seeing his crush dusting other people but never angry.

Perhaps his reasoning as to why James would never see him that way was because of how he looked (internalised fatphobia). However, Potter fell head over heels for Lily, who is also big and chubby. But then again, she's a girl. James is straight. Except this proves to be untrue, since Prongs fell for another boy, Regulus Black. So there's really no excuse. Wormtail just isn't special.

If James knows that Peter has a crush, I can see him messing with the smaller boy. It's all in good fun in his point of view. Harmless. Like little inside jokes, comments, smirks... Things others don't exactly catch up on (no one really knew of the crush). Wormy knows it's all teasing. James is clear about not having feelings. He can be a bit cruel, at times. Might even kiss the poor marauder if bored, relishing in the attention.

Perhaps it did contribute to Pettigrew's ultimate treason. I do think that his main motive was fear of death. But playing into this story, I can imagine him getting hurt with his best friend's games, using Peter for his pleasure and entertainment without much care for the effect it would have on him. Peter's sentiment of gratitude and admiration turned into resentment and disappointment, you could argue it even became revengeful.

[emilythescribbler]

Peter flies, Peter flies [Prongstail]

Peter Pettigrew worried about many things, and for all his peers thought of him, he often prided himself, if only in secret, that he was able to keep himself together enough that no one seemed to suspect anything was wrong at all. It was almost the perfect plan, one it wouldn’t be surprising to know a teenager had thought of, for teenagers rarely had the foresight to think how of their schemes might end, and even less to consider a simpler solution to their plans: truth-telling was not a habit which came easily, and Peter was no exception. 

He was a follower, as some might categorize him, but he never thought of himself that way. He wanted to be accepted, so badly he felt the physical pain of it as he felt himself sink further into his loneliness. In truth, he saw a part of himself in someone like Severus Snape: a path he could’ve walked, had he been placed into a different house, had he decided not to sit by those two boys, one tall, lanky, with a thick mess of black waves, the other shorter, but still with the same fierce, out-going personality, coupled with his own pair of thin-framed glasses, and join in on their games. Remus came later, and though both seemed like an odd pair to fit into their respective friend group, Peter knew, as well as Remus, though his scarred friend might have been loathed to admit it, that they would rather be on one side of the fence, a side where friends were plentiful and they faced little threats from outside, from others, than to be on the other – a target for bullies. 

Neither stepped in when Sirius and James began their campaign against the quiet slytherin, to stop them, but it was Peter who laughed on the sidelines. And when James looked up at him and grinned, Peter felt something inside him shift that day. He wasn’t sure what it could be, but he soon laughed at almost all things the young Potter did or said, and soon found his confidence grew, for he found that he cared less and less what the opinions were of others, and, also, that his worries lessened, so much so that it only came upon him one day, this realisation, that his plan to hide on plain sight, to fade into the background of a friend group which had taken pity upon him, was no more. He was a part of something, it would seem, and Peter found he wished more than anything to stand shoulder to shoulder with Sirius, Remus, but, most importantly of all, James. 

He didn’t know it was love. Or, rather, Peter would never have allowed himself to think he could love someone like James Potter. He dawned on him, in the way someone might come to remember a long-forgotten dream, that he couldn’t be without James, wanted to be by his side always, and… that he hated Lily Evans. 

Not to say that he thought poorly of her, in the sense that he rarely thought of her at all, if only in passing, but Peter felt a heaviness in his heart, as their time at school came ever close to it’s inevitable conclusion, and James… James Potter spent more or less the entire year, arms linked with, side by side with… her. 

Peter couldn’t escape it, and though it pained him to see it, to see them together, he mustered through, for it pained him evermore to spend more than a moment not in James’s company. If Potter noticed, he never said a word, but Peter felt himself regress, and found he could not stop himself from falling further and further back, hiding behind the wall of friends to keep those who might have otherwise harmed him from view. 

There was no decision to be made, when it came to joining the Order. He would have followed James into hell, and so he did. He fought alongside his friends, and though the time for when he had come to realise, and understand his feelings, with all the sadness which would inevitably follow, he, still, could not shake the feeling of worthlessness he had yet to overcome, for it was true, he was, in his own way, a follower. That was half the trouble.

It took little convincing, little manipulation on the part of the Deatheaters, who they captured him out on patrols one day, for all they had to do was push him, closer and closer to the edge; it was Peter who fell, Peter who leaped into the abyss, and Peter who lost himself to the blackness beneath. 

He thought himself no longer a follower, but that wasn’t true. He still stood behind others to protect himself, and only questioned this when he saw the look on James’s face that night, his old friend, his only love, so confused and scared, simply asking him why. 

Peter gave no answer, but still he could not cast the spell, could not rid this world of James Potter’s light, it’s only light. It would be the figure behind him, cast in black, a menancing aura about him, emitting deadly green from his wand, as Lily cried out for her husband, before racing to her son’s room. 

The figure paid him little attention, for Tom Riddle’s vision had narrowed to a single point, and would do everything in his power to complete his mission, to secure his hold on the wizarding world. As he followed Lily, Peter knelt by James’s lifeless body, and felt tears fall he never knew he could shed. He held James’s hand and planted a kiss upon it. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry it came to this. I never wanted this.” But he would find himself unable to mourn, even if it all came from him, it all beginning because of his own actions. Peter knew he must disappear, that Sirius would be out for blood, for out from the madness of war, darkness and deceit, came his one last clear, tangible thought, before he would fade away, lost to his own worries, those same worries which had shackled him long ago, to one master, then to another. 

Peter Pettigrew was a coward, but even cowards are capable of love – a love which would tear themselves apart, and all else they hold dear.

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[enbysiriusblack]

rereading snape's worst memory:

severus is writing A LOT more than the other students around him, so like. he probably does try super hard in all his exams, but defence is clearly one of his favourites i think from this. like he's writing super small and still filling out a lot of the parchment, so he's got a lot to say about the subject, plus he's writing like really fast without stopping

if james is only a short distance away from severus and sirius is in the same row as james, does this mean exam tables aren't set up in alphabetical order? people just sit where they want or something? weird

james' hair is described as messy like 5 times by harry. i don't think we focus on that enough.

girl, pay attention to your exam. we get he's hot, but damn

remus, you're good at dada, stop worrying sm about it. u got this mate

peter having exam anxiety is soooo canon i swear. also i'm giggling at him trying to cheat

doodler!james >>>> also harry not clocking his own mum's initals is kinda sad

ooh guys, should i make stebbins (he's a guy who doesn't put down his quill and continues writing after the exam finishes so flitwick calls him out) florence's boyfriend?? should i actually give 'boyfriend' a name???

honestly, other than the weird seating plan, this is so accurate to gsce exams. like turning around just to do a face or hand gesture to your friend a few seats away when the teacher's not looking? someone always writing after they tell you to stop? laughing at the teacher? waiting for your friends to discuss the paper straight away? its so real

these guys are incapable of being serious. they are all so fucking sarcastic. i love it.

why's severus still enthralled in his exam for???? it's over mate, go fucking relax

unrequited prongstail is real (also james' nicking a snitch?? he's such a weirdo)

severus!! harry literally was describing you as super pale and like you never go in the sunlight.. and then you go and sit in the shade?? it's early summer in scotland, it's not gonna be that fucking hot.

poly marauders are canon? (they were just described as being a foursome)

handsome just keeps getting added to any description of sirius. might start doing this in my fics /j

this is making me realise how canonly accurate the personalities of the marauders are in my fic (i'm only cryptic and machiavellian), and i love that for me

yeah unrequited prongstail is def canon omfg.

"sirius was the only person for whom james would stop showing off". james doesn't need to show off for sirius, because he knows sirius will always be there for him and give him attention anyway aww

remus and james both trying to think up solutions as soon as sirius says he's bored?? i'm giggling.

peter must have been sooo dissapointed that sirius and james stopped hexing people as often... his fav entertainment. gone.

okay i swear i've read this like loads of times before but i never actually realised sirius 'barking with laughter' was how he canonly laughs, i always just write that to be funny, i didn't know it was canon

james constantly looking over at the girls by the lake. like mate, she didn't notice or care about you throwing a snitch in the air but i don't think bullying her friend is any better. like yeah it gets her attention but is that really the kind of attention you want?? oh, you'll take any attention you can get from her? okay, right, fine

peter edging... IM SORRY

"i was watching him" OKAY,, snirius enjoyers are eating today

*smugly grinning* i KNEW james' hair fidgeting thing was an anxious/nervous habit I TOLD YOU ALL

lily's hair is dark red!!! just in case anyone forgot!!

i love remus. disagree with your friend's actions? don't worry! u can always just pretend you're so enthralled in your book you don't even notice what they're doing! just look the other way and you're totally absolving yourself and your friends from any guilt!

i feel like james asked lily out only once before this. like in fourth year of maybe just a couple months before this, and like in a proper fairly private, giving her flowers, asking timidly (well as timid as he can be), and she responded in a fairly similar way to here. so james asking here, is like trying to resolve his own feelings of embarassment about the rejection ig?

lily smiling!!!! oh she's such a cunt i love her (ofc james and sirius are bigger cunts ofc!!!) like girl that's your damn friend getting 'pantsed'. although ig like. it was kinda a norm thing to like do it TO your own friends soo hmm. (btw i put 'pantsed' in brackets since it's not pantsing, like. the point is that severus isn't wearing pants, he's wearing robes. it's robesing...)

sirius and james are too wuss to duel lily <333 cause she'd thrash them <333 (they totally duelled her before and got their arses kicked)

oh severus... u suck so bad... just cause she found you getting robesed funny doesn't mean u should go call her slurs wtf man

go off lily okayyy. her insults/jokes hit harder than all of sirius' ngl (ily sirius you're still funny and got good insults i swear!!)

okay personally lily, i don't think someone who shows off and hexes people who annoy him (which is. maybe just in my opinion) majoritively people who are bigoted/do dark magic, and then someone who calls their supposed best friend a slur in front of like half their peers are as bad as each other...

^also james!! omg mate she noticed you showing off with your snitch and messing your hair up!!! (also furthering my proof that he does it as a nervous act cause he's all nervous around her so does it more often and she just thinks he's showing off)

sirius, now is not the time for your brutal honestly. like that's so real of you and i suffer from the same infliction but still..

[olivers-cocoapuffs]

Prongstail is so sad because they were in love, but then James left and married Lily and they had a son.

Imagine how Peter felt? he had to listen to people go on and on about how in love James and Lily are, and he just gets erased from the narrative completely.

Then the betrayal, Voldemort manipulates Peter and plays on his insecurities, promises him James after Lily and Harry are dead.