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lexithwrites · 3 months

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marauders ice hockey headcanons i have and need to get off my chest:

James is the youngest on the team and was drafted last for his team, his dream is to eventually get drafted into NHL if he's lucky

When Sirius was first drafted he insisted Remus be drafted to and refused to join until Remus was

Remus became their designated team goalie after one match as he wasn't afraid to injure himself to keep the other team from scoring

Barty has been on time out the most out of everyone and is the most aggressive on the team

Marlene and Evan are both the fastest players and typically team up on whoever has the puck on the opposite team to fuck with them

James is by far the strongest and has flipped someone on the ice before—on accident, sort of

Their team colours are black and red

Marlene tends to get a lot of shit for being the only girl but not only do the boys stand up for her when this happens, but she has been known to get very physical with anyone twice her size or not for talking shit

Their after parties when they win are INSANE

James was a bit of a player the first couple years of playing since their University was very proud and supportive of their team, but then he met Regulus and he immediately forgot anyone else he had been seeing

Frank Longbottom is the team captain

Their jersey numbers are: Sirius - 17, Marlene - 24, James - 13, Evan - 21, Remus - 33, Barty - 69 (obviously)

Sirius was trained in figure skating before ice hockey, as was Regulus, so his warm ups tend to be spins and speeding round the rink

The fights usually start because someone has hit or tackled Remus and the entire team will turn on that other player if this happens

Speaking of, Sirius has targeted players for hitting Remus in the past

James always blows a kiss to Regulus before a match

Marlene has Dorcas' lucky number as her jersey number

Evan is the best at skidding on the ice to stop

Barty tends to skid a lot on the ice to tackle people

Barty has also lost a tooth to a fight on the ice—he was proud of it

#idk if people will like these but ive been thinking about it all day #the marauders #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #barty crouch jr #evan rosier #marlene mckinnon #random hc #ice hockey hc #also i know nothing but the BASIC rules of ice hockey dont come for me

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xx-thedarklord-xx · 4 months

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Patented Daydream

“Did they blackmail you too?” Malfoy asked, nose lifting in the air. “No good bloody Gryffindors that should’ve been in Slytherin. When I get my hands on the Weasley twins I’ll—” “Blackmail?” Harry’s brows rose. “I’m here because they suckered me into it.” “I’ve always known you were daft, but damn.” Harry was going murder Fred and George and blame it on Ron.

Some tags: Secret Relationship, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, Sirius Black Lives, Nerdy Draco, Draco is Good with Business, Joke Products, Harry and Draco Create Products, Smart Draco Malfoy

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Gifted to @valoale who I hope is feeling better and I hope this can make you smile today.

#drarry #Draco Malfoy #Harry James Potter #Harry Potter #hpdm #dmhp #XxTheDarkLordxX Writes #Advent Month day 22 #Secret Relationship #Harry and Draco become business partners with Fred and George #Valoale I hope you like this #I need to know your likes and dislikes soon #hopefully nothing you dislike is in here

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silverameco · 5 months

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Latino James is teaching Spanish to Sirius so he can bond more with the Potters, but Sirius is getting frustrated with his slow progress so he goes to Remus to complain :

Sirius : not speaking it perfectly yet is one thing, but i'm not even able to understand it correctly Moony !

Remus : really ?

Sirius : just the other day i thought i heard James say something about kissing and mouths to Reg, which is obviously not right because why would Prongs ever say that to my brother ?!

Remus :

Sirius :

Remus :

Sirius : Remus ? why would Prongs ever say that to my brother ?

Remus : ... see the good news is i think you're getting fairly good at spanish after all

Sirius : yeah and the bad news is i won't be getting any better because i have to kill my teacher- JAMES YOU BROTHERF-

#latino james potter #jegulus #sirius finding out about them #i guess i'm pushing the latino james agenda #also i believe Regulus knows nothing about spanish except the dirty talk James shamelessly whispers to him #marauders #marauders era #wolfstar #sirius black #dead gay wizards #regulus black #black brothers #james potter #remus lupin

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spiderfunkz · 6 months

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silk duvets ─── send me a scenario / blurb / au + a character and i'll make a moodboard out of it!

hmm maybe rugby!james x florist!reader if you want to? I love that trope it’s my everything <3

— rugby!james x florist!reader.

💐 special flower bouquets after games. acts of service. gift gifting. kiss marks. late night cheering. going to the flower markets. floral perfume. warm tea after long games. rugby jumpers. red themed converses, roses, and mugs. goodluck petals. james falling asleep on your shoulder.

#b's 700 celebration !#i know nothing about rugby #i apologize #james potter x reader #james potter moodboard #james potter imagines #james potter imagine #james potter headcanon #james potter #marauders #marauders moodboard #the marauders #the marauders moodboard #marauders era #the marauders era #marauders era moodboard #marauders era x reader #james potter fluff

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donotwishonme · 2 months

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february 29: address - 407 words - @jegulus-microfic

James has a lot of hobbies he wants Regulus to learn about. So here they are, on a Saturday morning on a driving range. Regulus would rather be cuddled up in bed, but watching James hit ball after ball, sending them to the other side of the field, isn’t actually that bad.

“Why don’t you try?” James turned to him, after watching the nth golf ball soar through the air, holding the club out to Regulus. He hesitantly took the club from James. For all the ‘rich people activities’ his parents forced him to do as a kid, he has never in his life set foot on a golf course.

He tries to do what James did, shuffles his feet, puts the driver behind the ball. He brings it up over his shoulder, he swings and- He misses. By a lot. The club swings through the air, but the ball stays in place. James still encourages him, “Just try again.”

And so he does. He imitates James’ ritual again. Swings a little slower to have more control and this time he does hit the ball. It does not go into the air like when James hits it, but at least it is not still lying in front of him. Regulus lets his head hang forward in defeat.

“Let me help you,” James says. Then he makes his way over and goes to stand behind him just as he bends over to put the next ball on the tee. Big hands splayed over Regulus’ hips. Reminds him of last night, actually. A shiver goes down Regulus’ spine. He loves having James so close. He stands back up, back pressed to James’ chest.

“Make sure to spread your weight when you address the ball.” James, whose hands are still firmly holding onto his hips, shifts him a bit. Then he lets go and covers Regulus’ hands with his own and they lower the club until it’s behind the golf ball. “Just like that.”

“Now try it yourself.” His hands are back on Regulus’ hips. Regulus imitated the movement they just did together.

“Good boy,” James whispers, lips ghosting over his ear. He lets go and takes a few steps back, giving Regulus room to make his next swing. Unfortunately, all his blood has rushed south and he is unable to think about anything other than James’ hands on him.

“I- I think you need to help me again, Jamie.”

#jegulus #regulus black #james potter #jegulus microfic #disclaimer: i know nothing about golf #izzy's pocket-sized fics

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atlasdoe · 9 months

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this may be a controversial opinion but I would've preferred Greyback to have killed Remus then Dolohov

#like obviously the ideal situation would be for remus to kill greyback #but if remus had to die and greyback had to live i would rather it been greyback who killed remus #these two had been beefing for 35ish years and there was no pay off #did greyback even ever find out that remus did die???#and tbh i don't even know if remus was at any point important to greyback in anyway #or if it was just all fan made and really remus was nothing but just another kid he infected #but all of the other marauders got taken out by some of their worst enemies #so why couldnt remus??#that's all i'm saying #the marauders #harry potter #the marauders era #wolfstar #jegulus #remus lupin #fenrir greyback #sirius black #james potter

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oxydiane · 2 years

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little harry, playing poker with sirius: i bet a sickle

sirius, reaching for a mirror, trying to teach him how to bluff: hang on there a minute bambi, i want to teach you something. look at your cards and then look in the mirror

harry: hey, i’m smiling

sirius: and what does that tell me about your cards?

harry: that i like them?

sirius: attaboy. now look at my face. [looks at his cards and frowns] tell me what you see

harry: that you’re old

sirius: … it’s a good thing i love you

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inthewindandinthewater · 9 months

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(Can We Be Friends) Pt. 3

A/n: Hi everyone :). First, thank you for the love on the last chapter, and thank you especially to anyone who followed me after reading it. It really encourages me to keep going. This next chapter is a little shorter, but it has more Sirius content.

My classes just started so I won't be able to write as much, so expect either shorter chapters or slower updates. Also please lmk if it's getting hard to tell when the scenes are meant to be set, I just wanna make sure it's clear when the flashbacks are happening (not that it isn't 90% flashbacks at the moment :/). Anyway, thanks again for reading and I hope you enjoy this next one.

Warnings: Heavy use of y/n, small arguments, cursing, poor grammar perhaps

Chapter 3

That detention drug on and on for (Y/n) as she worked with Sirius to polish the trophies in the cases outside the great hall. For the first half hour neither of you said a word, until Sirius broke the silence. “I wonder how long this has been a punishment for” He wondered aloud. “Huh?” she said back, not fully understanding what he meant, “Like, I wonder who the first person was that was sentenced to polish these damn things” He said, scrubbing a little extra at a particularly stubborn smudge before giving up with a shrug and placing it back on the shelf. She eyed him, she looked a bit taken aback at what he had said, what an odd thing to bring up and why try to start a conversation now? “I have no clue, but they definitely get their fair share of polishing.” He laughed a little at that “yeah mostly thanks to me and James, but somehow they’re always so goddamn dusty” he replied. She huffed softly and he looked over at her. Some part of him was pleased to have gotten a pleasant reaction, so he tried again. “Do you think Filch comes down here at night and sets that mangy cat on them?” That made her look over at him, a bewildered smile creeping across her feature, “I mean there is a troubling amount of cat hair in here.” He said with an exasperated look, holding her eyes for a few seconds before she began laughing. It was a breathy thing, not a full blown laugh. More like a placating chuckle, something you would do in response to a mischievous child or an annoying animal, but it was a laugh nonetheless.

They went on like that for a while, Sirius making little jokes and jabs and her either correcting him or rolling her eyes. It made the last few hours bearable, even if they did drag on and on. When they finished Sirius had offered to walk her back down to her dorm, but she had refused him. “And why would you do that?” She had questioned, giving him an incredulous look. “I was trying to be polite, but if you want to be a rude ass then I won’t bother” He retorted, crossing his arms over his chest. She just huffed, rolling her eyes and turning on her heal in the direction of the dungeons. He thought about following her, about continuing to pester her all the way back to the common room. But he stopped himself, why exactly did he want to do that? He didn’t even like her, so why was he bubbly inside every time she turned her attention his way? It was probably the sleep deprivation. Yeah, it was late at night and she was a pretty girl, his mind wasn’t functioning properly. That’s all.

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Now, a year later, he still got that feeling in his chest whenever she looked at him. And now he had an easier time swallowing that information, not that he planned to do anything with it. Over the course of a year (Y/n) had managed to prove herself much more tolerable than he originally thought. He could even say that he enjoyed the time he spent with her, although they didn’t get much time alone. She was incredibly smart, not only academically but she was witty too. He had heard some of the little remarks she and Peter threw back and forth, it was hard to stifle his laughter, knowing either of them they likely would have stopped had they known he was listening. She was also incredibly insightful, always dolling out rational advice whenever anyone asked it of her, and on occasion even when they didn’t ask. That was something he remembered about her from when she was younger. She always thought she knew best, and sometimes she was right, more often than he’d have liked to admit.

It was something that gave Severus a bit of an edge on him and his friends. They didn’t always think things through when exacted their revenge on the Slytherin boy, he on the other hand thought everything out. The four had originally tacked that up to him alone, but upon further inspection they had found it to be her who toned down his theatrics in favor of more realistic ideas. At the time it had made Sirius bitter towards (Y/n), anyone who helped the enemy was an enemy as well. But now that he was older and now that he had the chance to see that logic work in his favor, he didn’t mind it so much.

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It was a chilly morning at Hogwarts, the late January air swept through the castle and nipped at the ears and noses of the students who were attempting to settle back in after break. There was a quiet sort of atmosphere in the halls, but that wouldn’t last long. No, quiet wasn’t something James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter were conducive to, and they didn’t plan to start now.

The plan was brilliant really, or at least that's what they thought, although it wasn’t exactly novel. The plan was to set off fireworks interrupting Filch's yearly welcome back speech; they assumed everyone would be thankful for the distraction, especially since Filch's “speech” was typically no more than a droning tirade about the new rules he’d be instituting for the upcoming year. After six years of hearing the same thing reiterated twice over every semester, the boys were ready to shake things up a little. The four weren’t quiet about anything, this was one of many things they did not have in common with (Y/n)- who had made an accidental habit of eavesdropping due to her quiet footsteps and unassuming demeanor. One thing she did have in common with the four miscreants though was her inability to leave something well enough alone.

“You could not have picked a worse way to go about that.” She interrupted, making Peter jump three feet out of his seat. “Godric (Y/n), where did you even come from” Sirius sighed. “It’s the library, Sirius. Anyone could be here at any time, and you four aren’t the most perceptive when you're scheming.” She said, snidely as she rounded one of the couches to sit beside Remus. He smiled down at her as she sat, an action that did not go unnoticed by Sirius who could not help the eye roll that slipped out.

“And how would you go about it?” The taller boy said, turning his body to face the girl next to him. She turned to match him saying “Well, I wouldn’t hide the fireworks behind the tapestry near the Hufflepuff table, the fourth years sit at that end and they’ve been learn their Incendio charm this week.” Remus nodded, immediately understanding the issue at hand. Peter on the other hand looked utterly lost, so she continued. “They won’t be much good to you if they set off early and burn down the castle.” The blonde let out a small ‘Oh’ and turned to the two boys seated on the couch opposite them. “How were we supposed to know that?” James questioned, “I don’t know, maybe you should be in touch with your student body. Since you are vying so hard for head boy next year, Potter.” She raised an eyebrow at him, to which he simply sat back smirking “Fair enough, (L/n).” “I don’t see you throwing out better ideas.” Sirius finally chimed in. “Actually, if you hid them in the alcove behind the Slytherin table you have a much lower chance of anyone finding them.” The raven haired boy scoffed loudly at that, “Please, you can’t expect us to hide them behind the snake den, that’s the worst idea I’ve ever heard” He said, leaning toward her. The three other boys exchanged glances, it wasn’t uncommon for Sirius and (Y/n) to argue for the hell of it, but the tension had seemed tighter recently. “Why shouldn’t you? It’s a perfectly fine plan, unless you are fully incapable of seeing reason” She spat back at him, leaning towards the boy across from her. “Oh I’m incapable of seeing reason is it, how would we even get back to them?” He added; James, Remus, and Peter exchanged yet another glance, he had a point. “Just pretend that you’re coming to see me.” She said simply, her sentence punctuated by the realization that their faces were mere inches apart.

With that realization they both sat back almost immediately, and for a moment (Y/n) almost thought she saw a slight tinge of red on the Black boy's face. But by the time he was sitting back in his seat it was almost imperceptible, if had even been there at all. “Well then. I suppose that would work,” he said quietly. “Perfect!” James said, clapping his hands together as a means to diffuse whatever had just occurred. “So I guess I’ll see you tomorrow evening” (Y/n) said, standing to leave. “Goodnight, (Y/n/n)” The boy next to her said softly. “Goodnight, Remus,” She returned. “Night, (Y/n)” Peter chirped, giving her a genuine smile. She smiled back at him “Night, Pete”, she simply nodded at the two other boys before making her exit. Upon her absence the three of them turned to an unusually quiet Sirius, but with a hand raised in front of him he stopped them before they could begin to speculate “shut it.”

#the maruaders #sirius black x y/n #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #sirius black #james potter #peter pettigrew #remus lupin #slow burn #enemies to friends to lovers #lily evans knows all #james potter knows nothing

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myprongsfootera · 10 months

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(When Sirius still had access to money) I bet Sirius and James killed it at getting gifts for each other. Not only did they know each other inside and out, but they were both so rich they could buy anything at any price. I bet they would be super over the top about it too, trying to one up each other with the best things. Those rich pureblood boys knew luxury.

And then when Sirius lost access to his own money, you just know Effie and Monty were super generous with him and I bet James got even more generous with him. Sirius may have lost the Black inheritance, but he was never going to want for anything. James never ever ever would have let him.

#prongsfoot #i'm sure sirius would have struggled to accept help especially at first #but i think he'd understand that they really really loved him #james potter #sirius black #james potter and sirius black #i don't entirely know how to tag this #because it isn't exactly romantic but i think it applies to that dynamic too?#idk this is a prongsfoot blog i'm gonna post allllllllll their content and nothing else #they're magic together #family from the start

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a-lilypad · 2 months

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i’m in such an insane reading slump right now i haven’t read this little in YEARS and i genuinely don’t know what to do about it

#usually i have some form of au im craving #but this time i genuinely have nothing #not a band au i know that #maybe not a muggle au at all?#i don’t know #i’m going insane #regulus black #james potter #jegulus #starchaser #jegulus fanfiction #marauders

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rewritingcanon · 2 months

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Hi, I know I'm over a week late and all, but I couldn't leave it be cause this subject is really a sensitive matter to me for tragic personal reasons. I want to say that the reason you don't remember James ever "continuously asking Lily out; sexually harassing Lily; always asking her out and not taking no for an answer" is not because it's been a while since you read the books and forgot, no, it's simply because is DOESN'T HAPPEN IN THE BOOKS! PERIOD! It's not CANON and it boils my blood to no end when people make shit like this up and make such grave accusations when anyone owns the books and can check on their own that this did NOT happen in them! I dare anyone to bring forth any passage from the books that says any of that! The more they insist that this is canon, the angrier and more offended and hurt I get! I'm endlessly sorry about anyone's personal experience with such crimes (if I wasn't clear enough, I'm unfortunately familiar with them, too) but that does not change simple facts of what happened in the books, what IS and what is NOT canon and it's not an excuse to spread lies so insistently and passionately. Either this is willfully spreading lies or, and I will give benefit of the doubt, it's just people confusing canon with fanon after being in fandom and reading fanfics too much, in which case I would suggest rereading the books and brushing up with the canon knowledge, before spreading such harmful and hurtful rhetoric :/

hi, thank you for this ask and i’m sorry for what you’ve had to go through as well. yeah, i haven’t heard anyone contradict what i said in that post so i assume it was just something the fandom made up. i’m sure ace just confused fanon with canon— no victim would purposefully be spreading lies like that even if they did hate james because they would know how serious sexual abuse is having gone through it themselves. plus i’ve seen them complain about the same things with what some marauders fans say about snape, so i’m sure they didn’t do it on purpose and their intentions were good. but i won’t put it past other people in the hp fandom/snapedom to use it as a bandwagon to continue shitting on james without doing their due diligence and checking if something as serious as that is true or not.

i do agree that people need to be more focused on what is canon and what isn’t, especially with the harry potter fandom since its so large and very removed from a lot of its content, and especially if they are in the snapedom and the marauders fandom, because both fandoms seem to get the most carried away with their characters in my personal experience. i’ve seen people throw around creepy allegations at many characters and it really hurts and annoys me too, even if those characters are considered nasty. it’s one thing to say something like “[x] canonly likes porridge” (who cares in this instance) or “[x] is canonly gay” (annoying and probably ignorant but also whatever), and then say “[x] canonly sexually harrassed [y]” (….helllo??? cant speak for everyone but its definitely offensive to me lol). sometimes concentrated sub-fandoms may be a little like echo chambers so its good to brush up then and again on certain things. its good to interrogate people’s opinions and challenge them. you dont have to comment or reblog (i know i don’t…. usually 🧍‍♀️) but it can keep you from falling into repeating things that just confuse (or worse, hurt) people more.

#omg guyz yan posted fandom discourse again!!! 😭🙏‼️#ofc its about marauders era characters smh what is new #also sorry anon for taking so long to answer this. i know this issue is personal to you so i didnt want to rush an answer #harry potter #hp #marauders #pro jily #pro james potter #<- technically not pro james but i dont want a james anti choking me for this #got called a ‘snater’ wayyy too many times for saying things that had nothing to do with snape LOL someone save me #lily evans save me lily evans save me #anti snapedom #anti severus snape #<- idk i rlly just dont want snape fans finding this #ask #anon #rewriting

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padfootastic · 1 year

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Hello I have come to you with another Prongsfoot thought: James absolutely losing his mind when he comes home one day (or comes back to the dorm one day) to find Sirius wearing his jersey (and perhaps nothing else hehehe.)

oh but i’ve got just the thing for you, miss imp 😉 this is a headcanon i’ve had for the longest time, because james is absolutely the kind of person who loses his mind when his partner wears his name on them. and we already know anything sirius does is maddening for him sooooooo this is. a deadly combination.

(i’ve posted this before but it’s gotten lost in the Great Tumblr Archival System so i’m reposting it hehehehe)

“Alright, James, this can’t go on anymore,” Sirius said, voice firm, arms crossed across his chest. James blinked, eyes dragging up from where they’d been fixed on his collarbones, unusually exposed in the large jersey, to focus on furrowed brows and suspicious grey eyes.

“What can’t go on anymore?”

“This—whatever’s going on with you!” Sirius threw one arm out in emphasis. “You’ve been acting off the entire day, do you realise?”

James tilted his head in question, silently asking for him to elaborate. He knew he’s been…a little distracted, but it couldn’t have been so much as to call for this intervention, surely?

“James!” Sirius says, exasperated and really, that’s one too many times he’s called him by his full name. He can’t even remember the last time Sirius did that. “You crashed into a wall twice, tripped over Mrs. Norris’ tail and had to hide inside a suit of armor to avoid her claws—then you fell over in the damn thing and got a bump the size of an ostrich egg on your head. Five seconds ago, you almost plummeted off the staircase to your death and now you’ve been somewhere Not Here the entire time I’ve been talking. Seriously, what gives?”

Okay, maybe, put it that way, it sounded quite bad but James didn’t intend to be so scatter brained! He was having a perfectly decent time, had his head screwed on straight and then Sirius had to go and mess all that up! He was not prepared for the sight of him walking out of the shower, a cloud of steam escaping behind him. His hair was half wet and pulled back, cheeks flushed red from the heat and most importantly, he was wearing James’ Quidditch Jersey.

The one that was at least two sizes bigger than Sirius usual clothes. And the one that, when his best mate turned around, had POTTER emblazoned in huge letters across the shoulders. James had just stood there, jaw slack and fingers clenched around his tie, taking in the sight. He knew what his jersey looked like, had worn it hundreds of times, but he never knew it could be like this.

And that had just been the beginning. It seemed like with every passing hour, Sirius looked better in the damn thing than before which—shouldn’t be possible considering how extremely good he looked in the first place. Seriously, if James wasn’t as…confident as he was, he would’ve definitely gotten a complex by now. As it was, Wormtail always looked a bit peaky around Sirius. Just before their first class, Sirius’ had dried into his usual perfect curls, loose strands framing his face. By the time second rolled around, the jersey had slipped off one shoulder, exposing sharp collarbones. James didn’t even know bones could look so- so obscene but here he was, proven wrong. Right after lunch, Sirius had gotten frustrated with how much the fabric was flapping and had casually used his hair tie to knot it in the back.

This led to two things. First, his hair was now free to tumble around his face, leaving James with the strongest urge to run his hands through it, or perhaps even tick strands behind one ear. He only avoided doing so by utilising pressing his fingers into his palms to the point of pain. The second, more maddening, one was that now, it wasn’t just his unnervingly attractive shoulder but also his waist that was on tantalising display. Every time he stretched, or raised his hand in class, or ran a hand through his hair—the jersey would ride up until Sirius’ pale skin peeked through and honestly, was it really a wonder that James almost walked off the moving staircases the first time he got a glimpse of that happening?

The entire day was an exercise in making him lose his mind, he was certain. Somewhere, he had pissed off a deity and they wanted him to suffer because there was no other explanation for this. James had never been one to feel possessive. In fact, he loved sharing everything he had with the people around him. Their joy was his joy and all that. Hell, Sirius and him had been wearing each other’s clothes since first year when Sirius hadn’t had anything except uncomfortably formal robes for Christmas morning, which was an atrocity because everyone knew you wore ugly sweaters on the day so he’d given his to Sirius and DIY’d one for himself. Of course, as James started playing Quidditch and bulked up harder and faster than anyone could’ve predicted, it had decreased until the only things they really shared were robes and ties.

But seeing his name on Sirius? Plastered across his body, marking him as James’? He just knew, right there and then, that he could never go back. Now that he’d felt what it was like, that burning heat deep in his gut, the dizzying feeling of seeing Sirius look so…delicate—there was no way he couldn’t crave more of it. In his head, James had already started making plans for now he could, inconspicuously, get Sirius’ in his jersey more often. Because it absolutely has to happen again, James hasn’t had nowhere near enough of the sight.

“Jamie? James!” A hand waved in front of him, ripping him away from his pleasant daydreams of seeing Sirius in nothing but his jersey. His face flamed red, not even realising the direction his thoughts had travelled in until he blinked and saw Sirius standing in front of him, looking bemused and dressed perfectly respectably (James was trying very hard to ignore the skin visible just above his waistband.

“Er—sorry,” James said, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “Went away for a second there.”

“That’s exactly what I mean! You’ve been drifting away quite a bit today.”

“It’s not—Seriously, nothing’s wrong—“

“I never said it was,” Sirius said, shrewdly, making James immediately choke on his words as he tried to backtrack.

“No—That’s not…I mean—“ James’ teeth snapped shut with an incriminating ‘clack’ as Sirius steps closer to him, toed shoes touching at the tips. Close enough that they were breathing the same air, for James to see the shades of grey in Sirius’ eyes. Close enough that he could feel the movement of Sirius’ chest as he breathed deeply.

“Si?” he croaks, throat too dry all of a sudden.

“Won’t you tell me what happened, James?” Sirius’ voice was soft, pitched low and James had to strain his ears to hear him properly. He gulped unsteadily, eyes tracking the way Sirius tongue slipped out to wet his bottom lip, leaving a maddening shine behind.

“Si,” he said, again, tone matching Sirius’. One of his hands had, without his permission, travelled to the waist he’d been eyeing for the better part of the day. It was featherlight, barely even a touch, really, but the way Sirius shuddered when his hand made contact with warm skin was entirely too much for James’ already fraying self control. His fingers twitched, hard, in an attempt to stop but in the next second, they’d wrapped themselves entirely around the body in his arms. James’ forearm was pressed tight against Sirius’ back, their noses were mere inches away, and Sirius’ eyes were more than halfway shut.

James took a deep breath himself and let his hand press imprints into the curve of Sirius’ waist. The only response he got was the feeling of Sirius’ forehead pressing into his shoulder, arms wrapping around him in return.

It was then that James let his own shoulders unclench, let himself relax like he hadn’t the whole day. A soft smile lifted his lips as he thought about where to go from here

“You’ll wear this for me again, won’t you, darling?” he asked, pressing the question into Sirius’ dark curls with a kiss. He didn’t get a reply but he didn’t need one. Sirius’ hitched breath was enough of an answer for him.

#sirius black #james potter #bambibelle #prongsfoot #this is from months ago #but it’s one of my fav things #i’m so glad we’re on the same page here miss imp #bc james is just. floored.#also the light dom james vibes r *chefs kiss*#i love how shameless i am these days #not just reblogging but entirely reporting old stuff lmao #guess that’s what happens when ur in a ~dry spell #oh well #this scene of course leads into an established relationship where sirius stars doing this on purpose #WHILE wearing nothing else underneath #and bending over whenever possible (and even when not) bc he knows how much it affects james #especially in public #and love seeing him trying to hold onto his control (almost always unsuccessfully)#there’s a little vein that starts popping in his temple and his forearms flex delicious w how hard he clenches #yum #(miss imp pls never stop the asks/prompts—you’re my one source of inspiration lol)#pen’s asks #pen’s writing

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