#sirius black loves james potter

[nyxunderwood]

there is no better feeling than converting a complete stranger to your favourite rarepair ship. welcome to a life of suffering and deprivation, my friend. this must be what cult leaders feel like.

[heaven4lostgirls]

❝ prongsfoot moodboard ❞

[moonyswarmsweaters]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[pommeauromarin]

Enemies to lovers, but only one of them thinks they're enemies. The other has been entirely obsessed since the beginning.

Only acceptable way for me to read this trope

[ffunny-boness]

[tarraing]

they’re always blocking the stairs 🙄

[beataylorsversion]

why can't gay people flirt normally

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

it doesn't have to be:

"finally the flesh reflects the madness within,"

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

[outromoony]

Sirius: It's not gay if I want to date Moony, but as mates, right?

James: I'm not an expert, but that sounds pretty gay.

Marlene, eating chips: I'm an expert. That's gay.

[lunarlivs]

pov: you’re harry being born to a bunch of 21 year olds

their thoughts and doodles below the cut <3

[managone16]

Regulus and James being domestic and confusing the fuck out of everyone part 1: Sirius: Ugh, James isn't picking up my call!! Remus: I'll try calling him. *Rings the phone* Remus: Huh. He didn't pick up. Peter: I'll try- Regulus, not looking up: I'll call him. Sirius, snorting: Why would he pick up your call if he isn't picking up mine? Regulus, calling James on speaker: *rolls his eyes* *James picks up* James, on the other side: Yes, love? Sirius, shocked: James?! You didn’t even pick up my call but you picked his?! And why the fuck are you calling him love?!! Marlene: What the fuck? James: Uhh—I-I’ll call you back. Sirius snatching the phone: Don't you hang up on me James Fleamo- James, panicked: Bye Reg!! Regulus, smiling: Bye, sunshine. The rest of them:  Regulus: What? 

[rivaldii]

padfoot & prongs

[nyxunderwood]

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

Snippet (NSFW)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Read the full chapter at AO3.

[moonyswarmsweaters]

James, worried: Something's wrong with Regulus!

Sirius: What is it? Is he hurt?

James: No, but he's constantly staring at me and smiling... like he's very happy.

Sirius: He's just in love.

James, sad and jealous: With whom?

Sirius, sighing: With a fucking idiot.

[prongss78]

pov waiting in line for books

sirius: james, this is my brother, regulus- can you just stand with him for a sec while i say hi to moony? thanks, bye

regulus: ..i don't need a babysitter??

james: hi! nice to meet you, i'm-

regulus: didn't ask and also, don't care

james:

*later*

sirius: oh, james! how did you like regulus? he's a little shy sometimes so-

james: i'm in love with him

sirius:

sirius: what

[ffunny-boness]

[i-need-of-a-hobby]

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

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