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Prongsfoot is the couple that leaves an impression on others. Some wonder how they can stand such intensity in a relationship, some are afraid.
The way they recall every detail of the other, making inside jokes that date back to literally their first week of being friends. Sirius and James mind so filled with the person they love most. People wonder how they don't get tired of it. It's impossible for prongsfoot though.
Life is boring the moment the other leaves the room.
Though it doesn't mean they are *always* together. It's just that in their minds and hearts, the other is always present at the forefront.
They are eternal love, they are passionate love, they are quiet love when they let themselves feel the hurt they pretend not to feel in the public eye but do so in front of the other. They are the kind of love that is so subconscious, one will bring out the right pair of shoes the other hasn't even decided to wear yet but they got it right on the mark.
One soul in two separate bodies.
#hot prongsfoot friday#prongsfoot#bambibelle#jirius#starstag#sbjp#sirius black#james potter#james x sirius#sirius x james#they are in love your honor
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Daily Prongsfoot Thought 010
James spends a good chunk of his life not fully understanding how hot he is. I know, that sounds impossible, but consider: He’s spent as much of his life as possible, from age 11 on, with Sirius Black. It’s not like James thinks he’s hideous or something, he knows he was a cute kid, but 11-year-old Sirius Black looked like one of Effie’s china dolls that she kept out of reach once James started walking (and had to repair anyway because, well, James). Once a few years passed, it was impossible to notice that Sirius was already eye-catching, though his early height and generally cool-towards/others attitude meant he was never the type adults cooed over (unlike bright-eyed James, with his big grin). And once puberty kicked in? I mean, James might wear glasses but he isn’t blind.
This never bothered James, though; on the contrary, he was proud! Look at how amazing his best friend is! Damn straight everyone stared when they walked into the Yule Ball! James has no idea that people were also staring at him, because… Well, why would you ever look at anything else when Sirius Black is standing there, all sleek and regal? James is so used to automatically looking to Sirius, often to the exclusion of others, that it seems natural for people to do so, too.
When they finally get together, James will finally experience self-consciousness for the first time in his life, and Sirius will be utterly bewildered to realize what and why. The problem is solved when Sirius resolves to spend the rest of their life telling James how much he loves his toned build, his flyaway hair, his hazel eyes that turn gold in the light, the strong line of his jaw, that firm yet eminently squeezable ass, the way James’ mouth curves into a pout or a smile and shapes itself around Sirius’—
Sirius appreciates every part of James, is what I’m saying, and James returns the sentiment, and honestly, they’re both pretty ridiculous about it well into their sunset years, wrinkles and graying hair and all.
#prongsfoot#bambibelle#james potter x sirius black#sirius black x james potter#jirius#sbjp#daily prongsfoot#and yes they live to a ripe old age whatever that is for magic folk#prongsfoot dilfs and then prongsfoot silver foxes#horrifying their kids and grandkids with their pda#but the partners of said kids and grandkids think it’s sweet
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James Potter is actually soooo committed to the preservation of “platonic male friendship~” that he fucks his best friend, kisses him, and talks all the time about rescuing him from his homophobic parents so they can runaway together, platonically. They are platonic. And very normal about each other. Definitely not obsessed with each other. Okay. James Potter is a capital S Straight man. He is not in denial.
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Calling All Prongsfoot Fans!
Given that once again, Prongsfoot is filled with posts about Jegulus/Wolfstar or "platonic prongsfoot", I figure it's time to hold a poll and see what most people think is the best SHIP NAME for Prongsfoot in lieu of Prongsfoot.
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You cannot tell me this isn't Prongsfoot like you cannot
#sirius black#james potter#harry potter#bambibelle#james x sirius#sirius x james#prongsfoot#romantic prongsfoot#jirius
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Comfort
• for @prongsfoot-microfic prompt: comfort (dec'23) | words: 248
It's dark and cold. Always. Maybe some days it isn't... who cares when the cold is already part of him, rotting him painfully slowly... boringly slowly. Today is one of those days he's not even strong enough to change into a dog. There have been more days like these lately... how long has it been already? He could easily give up.
On days like these, there is not even a smidgen of happiness to scratch. He enters a trance hearing a leak, or the crawling of a bug, or the erosion of the walls -maybe his imagination-. Sometimes he thinks the walls will disintegrate in his sleep and will swallow him whole, the sea will rise too, drinking him in one big gulp. Gone. Forgotten. What a waste of a life.
"You are not a waste, you are brilliant."
His voice is so painfully clear that it seems as if he is still by his side. Sirius keeps his eyes closed, recognizing a memory for what it is. James' ghost spread out on his bed after his mother sent another howler after another detention. The whole school knows how disappointed she is. He feels like a failure and a waste, the disposable son staining the great family line again.
"Shhh... You're brilliant, Sirius, you're brilliant," James used to say, arms around his body, head in the dip of his neck, warm lips on his ear blocking the echo of his mother's shrieks- blocking the dementors and inmates' cries.
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Emancipation by lightinthehallway
This has to be among the best fic ever!
Lemme explain;
When I came back to the fandom in late 2021/early 2022, one of the first fics I loved was this. I didn't have AO3 back then so I saved it (but did lose it), but found it again recently.
I mean it when I say that this fic is the foundation for my James and Potter family HCs. It's nostalgic in that way bc reading it I remember going 'yeah that's James right there' and I still have those HCs and I love this fic for that.
That's to say if you have similar James/Potters family HCs as me, you're probably gonna like this Prongsfoot fic
Summary:
It occurs to James that they’re sitting awfully close together on James’s bed. He's suddenly, acutely aware that if he just inched his fingers a little to the left—the heat of Sirius’s skin is bleeding through his robes, and James’s hands start to sweat. His pulse picks up. His eyes follow Sirius’s fingertips as they comb the hair out of Sirius’s face and settle in his lap, twisting around themselves, and James is seized with an urge to grab them and—
—what? What does James want, anyway, that he doesn’t already have? He doesn’t want to do anything to spook Sirius, who’s clearly still—to call him “rattled” would be an understatement. He’s totally sucked up in his own drama right now, and with good reason; he doesn’t need James to suck all the oxygen out of the room like he usually does, especially when James doesn’t even know what he wants.
(Does he know what he wants? He thinks he does, buried somewhere deep inside where his conscious mind can’t reach, but he pushes this thought out of his head the instant it occurs to him. It’s not real if James doesn’t give it the time of day, and some things are better left in the night.)
xx Sirius moves in with the Potters the summer before sixth year. Tension ensues.
The velpw are the tags and characters the author put on AO3
Tags:
Sirius Black/James Potter, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Dorcas Meadowes/James Potter, Euphemia Potter & Fleamont Potter & James Potter, Sirius Black & Euphemia Potter & Fleamont Potter & James Potter, Sirius Black & Remus Lupin & Peter Pettigrew & James Potter, Peter Pettigrew & James Potter
Characters:
James Potter, Sirius Black, Fleamont Potter, Euphemia Potter, Lily Evans Potter, Dorcas Meadowes, Peter Pettigrew
Additional Tags:
Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Marauders Friendship (Harry Potter), Hogwarts Sixth Year, Angst, Romance, Emotional Hurt, Hurt Sirius Black, James Potter Being an Asshole, POV James Potter, Internalized Homophobia, Denial of Feelings, Pureblood Culture (Harry Potter), Pureblood Society (Harry Potter), Unresolved Sexual Tension, Runaway Sirius Black, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Consent Issues, Peter Pettigrew is a Marauder, James Potter-centric
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james *taking the bottle from sirius's hand* : i told you to stop drinking!!
sirius : give it back. you're not my mom.
james : what :(
sirius *sighs* : i'm sorry pls forgive me.
#james is the sun#yes#but he's also the mom#sirius black#marauders#marauders era#marauders incorrect quotes#sirius orion black#james potter#james fleamont potter#incorrect marauders#incorrect marauders era#incorrect marauders quotes#the marauders#jirius
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James steals little items from sirius to keep because he hasn't yet confessed his feelings. Sirius knows its james that is his little thief. So he puts this label on one of his lighters.
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Daily Prongsfoot Thought 009
I firmly believe that James was Sirius' first friend, and that Sirius was James' first real friend. I think Sirius was pretty territorial of James as a result: Remus and Peter knew their place in the Friend Hierarchy and more-or-less accepted it, but it wasn't immediately obvious to people outside the Marauders and Sirius occasionally felt the need to make it known that he, Sirius Black, is James Potter's Best Friend. Sometimes it was through something simple and physical, like coming up and draping himself over James while James is talking to someone else, and other times it was through cutting remarks and just-kidding-but-no-really "friendly" barbs, the way we see him firing off at Remus and Peter during SWM, just to make sure everyone remembers who's James' Most Important Person (Besides His Parents).
Part of the reason James didn't realize that Sirius' feelings for him were/had become romantic is because James was already used to Sirius being territorial in a mostly-platonic way. Of course Sirius likes to lie in James' lap and climb into bed with him and sometimes he takes a little nibble out of James' neck when they're trying to study, that's just a thing totally heterosexual platonic friends do, right? ... Right?
#prongsfoot#bambibelle#starbucks#james potter x sirius black#sirius black x james potter#jirius#sbjp#daily prongsfoot
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Sirius is such an icon. He literally just turned up at his “best friend’s” house with practically no warning to stay indefinitely, without talking to his “friend’s” parents first. Then, after they didn’t immediately tell him to fuck off, he started an affair with said friend, their only son, while they slept across the hall. I aspire to be that guy the way Sirius is that guy.
#I don’t think some big argument caused Sirius to runaway#I think he and James planned it at the end of their fifth year#That he would leave for the Potter’s house during the summer#But then he found Regulus’ voldy fan boy board#And decided that he had enough of this family#And left a few days before he was planning to#He and James just assumed that his parents would be fine with Sirius staying#And they were#marauders headcanon#prongsfoot#jirius#Bambibelle#sirius black#james potter#fleamont potter#Euphemia Potter#post
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We're thankful for the people that has already joined! Anyone else, if you are interested, don't hesitate to join! This event is about building something new in Prongsfoot fandom, and we welcome everyone! Digital artist, traditional artist, moodboard artist and more! We assure you someone will love what you'll create.
#bambibelle#harry potter fest#james potter#reverse big bang#james loves sirius#james x sirius#sirius black#marauders fandom#sirius loves james#sirius x james#Jirius#hp starbucks
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Second Year
McGonagall (stiffening): They're here. I can feel it in the air.
Dumbledore: What do you feel?
McGonagall: Chaos. Terror. Mischief.
Flitwick: No no no. It's not time yet.
Slughorn (wiping the sweat off his face): I can't do this. I can't go through it again. They blew up my potions lab twice.
Dumbledore (gravely): We must. Remember. Stand on your ground. Be brave. We can do it.
Madame pomfrey (crying): I can't do it again.
McGonagall: We have to! We must!
12 year old James and Sirius busting down the door of Hogwarts: We're back!
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#anyway here’s my fav friendships#Julie & Reggie#Julie & El#Seb & Kingston#Dani & Fleur#Julie & Charlie#Dani & Daphne#Lily & Arthur#Jirius#Cam & Ginny#Julie & Xav#Owen & Sadie#Lucy & Kat#Julie & Alexis#Roma & Eros#julie x theo (platonic)#You and Me#platonic rizz
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look, i LOOOOOVVEEEE the concept in jeggy fics where sirius has no idea about them and stuff, BUT, sirius and james are like ultra codependent besties and they Wouldn’t be able to keep a secret from the other if their lives depended on it, sooo… here, have this:
second year jegulus meet cute and some wolfstar fluff <33 also sirius & james being the bestest of besties. - this is not properly proofread but eh.
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sirius body slammed james with full force the minute he stepped into the carriage and saw the smiling boy. he missed him. they had only met a year ago, like, exactly one year ago to this day, in this very carriage, but james was everything to sirius.
they took to eachother immediately, and their friendship only grew into a codependent brotherhood in a matter of weeks.
james knew everything about sirius, and sirius knew everything about james.
summer break without his bestest friend was worse torture than the curses his mother would force him through.
they got settled quickly, chit chatting about the flash new quidditch magazine james had in his hands, and how much longer sirius’ hair had gotten over the break. they were looking out the window, at all the families saying their goodbyes still, and broke out into a fit of giggles when they saw lily getting smothered in kisses by her mother.
“look, she cut her hair, sirius.” james pointed out with a giddy smile, “doesn’t she look pretty with it like that?”
“yeah.” he mused, leaning over james shoulder since they were sitting right beside each other, “it suits her well i think.”
“i think i might still have a crush on her, but i don’t know for sure.” james hummed, looking back at sirius for a moment, “she’s just so pretty still, but… i didn’t really think much about her in the holidays.”
“that’s okay.” sirius shrugged, “she wasn’t the nicest to us anyway, and she spends all that time with snevellious.”
james snorted, “you’re right. but maybe i still might.”
“well, if you do, we will just have to rescue her from the slimy git…” he said, eyes squinting as he looked at lily some more, “maybe we can convince remus to bring her over. she seems to like him so much.”
james grinned, “i suppose you still have a crush on remus then?”
sirius huffed and flopped backwards in the chair, “it’s terrible james. i wrote him thirteen letters and he only sent me one back!”
“thirteen?” james gasped, turning to look at sirius now, “what did his letter say?”
“it said thankyou for the letters, but he’s not good at writing them back… the envelope was filled with chocolates.”
“oh, sirius!” james said, “that’s so sweet.”
“it’s terrible!” he exclaimed, sliding down onto the floor in a dramatic heap, “he only sent that letter after the tenth one.”
james pulled a wry expression and gently kicked sirius’ dead leg on the floor, “well… it’s not like he didn’t want you to send them. remus loves his chocolate.” james gasped, “oh, don’t you remember when he told us his mother never buys him very much chocolate. he must have given some up for you, sirius.”
sirius peaked an eye up at him, “do you think?”
“perhaps.” james smiled, “but, we still don’t know if he likes boys… or lily.”
sirius groaned and started to roll around on the floor, “it’s terrible. it makes me want to cry. i think i love him, james!”
“who do you love?” remus’ roughed up accent filled the carriage as the door was shut behind him.
sirius jumped to his feet in a second, cheeks burning red as he looked at the boy, who had a fresh scar on his neck that made sirius worry about him. but he had new freckles on his cheeks from the summer sun, and a tan, and sirius wanted to give him a kiss.
“no one!” he exclaimed, and remus cocked an eyebrow.
“limos gregor.” james said with ease, holding up the front page of his magazine, “he’s the new captain-“
“oh, quidditch things.” remus hummed and sat himself down on the opposite side of the cart.
sirius stared at him. for a very long time. long enough for james to pull him by his robes back to his seat.
“i like your… tan.” sirius squeaked out as he plunked himself down beside james, he found his cheeks to be even warmer after that.
remus gave him a funny look, but his freckle smattered cheeks seemed to develop a dusky pink colour to them that james gave sirius a suggestive elbow nudge about. sirius cleared his throat and looked to the ground.
“i like your… hair.” remus said, awkward, as he often was. his eyes glanced over to james and then he looked out the window and cleared his throat, “you- it looks pretty- i- erm… pretty nice, i mean.”
james nudged sirius’ side again. sirius nudged him back harder.
“th-thanks.” sirius muttered, hanging his head low enough to hide his bashful state behind his hair.
there was a knock at the carriage door. all their eyes turned to see who was sliding open the glass, and sirius let out a disgruntled grumble.
james didn’t hear a thing though, his eyes trained on the prettiest boy he’d ever seen. he had dark glossy hair, like sirius’, but it was short and had pretty curls hanging down over sharp eyes. they were icy, but in the most entrancing of ways. james could look at them for hours, he thought. he was dressed in robes, but they didn’t have house colours so james could only assume he was a first year.
james didn’t care who this boy was, or the fact that he was supposed to have a crush on lily, or the fact that he didn’t even know he liked boys the same way sirius did. he just knew, right then and there, at the first glance, james wanted to marry this boy.
“… the legacy.” james managed to catch as his ears tuned back in, it was the boy who spoke, and his voice was as sharp as his eyes.
“have fun with that.” sirius winked, “it’s not as fun as it sounds.”
the boy rolled his eyes.
“scurry along now.” sirius shooed him, and james had never hated sirius more than he had in this moment because why was he making the pretty boy leave?
“see you at dinner?”
“part of me hopes to see you at my table.” sirius grinned.
the boy glared at sirius, and promptly left.
“godrick.” sirius mumbled, rubbing his forehead, “don’t get a little brother, they’re torture.”
remus gave an easy laugh, shuffling further up his seat to be across from sirius. but it only clicked in james’ head then, the boy, it was regulus. of course, he looked so much like sirius. but, we’ll, apparently regulus was just more his type.
oh god. james’ head was spinning. he felt a little giddy.
“i think you’re a great big brother.” remus was saying with a sweet smile that had sirius looking as giddy as james felt.
“really?” he asked back.
“you’re so good at looking after people.” remus hummed, “you always bring me chocolate in the hospital.”
sirius was trying to hide a bashful smile again. peter was flinging himself through the door at that moment, and plopped himself down beside remus. he started rambling about muggle cars breaking down and being late.
james was too in his head to process it, his mind void of all but regulus.
regulus black.
reg-u-lus.
regulus.
regulus potter.
james black.
james and regulus.
regulus and james.
botter?
plack?
rames?
… jegulus.
he made himself giggle.
sirius nudged his side and gave him a concerned glance over.
“sirius.” he whispered, leaning into his space, “i have something wonderful to tell you.”
sirius grinned and turned to face him, “tell me!”
james glanced over at the other two to make sure their conversation was safe, before he whispered, “i think i’m in love with your brother.”
sirius looked at him blankly, his eyebrow slowly arching up. it was almost comical how slow it was.
“regulus?”
james nodded with a bright smile.
“blimey james.” sirius muttered with a shake of his head, “he’s so annoying. not to mention, probably a slytherin!”
“i don’t care. i want to marry him.” james said, and he knew he was gushing. he just had to grab onto sirius and shake him, “he’s just so pretty.”
“i’m going to take that as a compliment.” sirius nodded and poked james in the shoulder, pushing him away, “and the only reason i will allow your terrible tastes- clearly you’ve picked the wrong brother… is because if you marry him we can be related for real.”
james lit up like a christmas tree.
he spent the entirety of the train ride repeating their names smushed together in his head, and the whole of dinner staring at regulus over on the slytherin table.
he took the first teasing chuckle and nudge from sirius about it in stride, but he didn’t get a second like he thought. and then he realised the only reason sirius wasn’t teasing james about his love sick state was because sirius had the same dreamy look on his face towards remus.
remus and james black.
an injury prone halfblood boy with anger issues and a rebellious pure blood who spat in the face of purist values just like his parents, chasing after the only two hairs of the noble house of black.
oh, this year was going to be fun.
#jay writes#little love#the marauders#jegulus#wolfstar#sirius and james#little marauders#sirius black#james potter#remus lupin#regulus black#lily evans#peter pettigrew#codependent sirius & james#sames?#jirius?#lmao#harry potter marauders#ficlet#jegulus meetcute#meetcute#james falls in love hard and fast#james and sirius can’t keep secrets#fluff#SO MUCH FLUFF#cute#fan fic#marauders fanfiction#trans reggie in my heart#bi james potter
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