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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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captainspaulding · 1 day

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yall ever learn a simple harmless fact about someone and you realize thats why you dont vibe at all.

#just found out someone doesn't like a specific genre thats my entire brand and im sitting here like ohhhhhh......i see #its not a bad thing obviously it just put every interaction and the overall vibe of the individual into perspective #i understand why we have nothing in common now though lol #captain's log

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perenlop · 26 days

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may I suggest appletun or toedscruel for the guild second in command character... idk why I just feel like those two fit the character description you gave. also I want to see the funny silly fungi in pmd stories LMAO

hold on.... you may be on to something with toedscruel

#i do moderately like toedscruel... just gotta learn how to draw it/design it #just so we're clear btw. nothing here is set in stone sdlkfjsdklfsd i like persian/toedscruel but im reconsidering the personalities #i reread noe's th profiles and i got bad vibes. i gotta dial her back too. i'll get rid of the ''lazy'' part bc i feel thats a stereotype #and i'll dial back how snarky she is to the apprentices. so its clear that shes joking. ill probably dial up her being kind of a troll #still like her being the ''throw them in the deep end'' type vs toedscruel being kind of a helicopter guardian #again tho. gotta see if i can communicate that in the design #mail #starfalcon555 #oc posting #if he doesnt work as a second in command (might choose something less ''sinister'' than persian) then he'll probably still be somewhere #in the guild

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skyburger · 1 month

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considering theyre not even blood related (much less twins), dio and jonathan do a fantastic job at being like a evil twin vs. good twin kinda story. theyre like dante & vergil or liquid snake & solid snake to me. i want to put dio and vergil and eli in a room just to see what happens

#jojo and snavid and dante also get put in a room but theyre just sitting there awkwardly #theyre all being nice to each other they just have absolutely nothing in common to talk about #jjba #mgs #dmc #anyway im thinking too hard about this. i think speedwagon and otacon and lady could all be oomfs too #theyre buddies. i dont think they have literally anything in common #but i need to see otacon be scared of lady anyway #lady and speedwagon are hangin out they're maybe showing off how they fight #and hal is sitting there like a pathetic wet dog looking at them #actually final trio of characters who i think should hang out: josuke and nero and raiden #theyre like. the nephew type character. i know josuke is technically the uncle here but shush its about vibes #imagining dmc4 nero and mgs2 raiden and obviously part4 josuke thats like. the exact combination i need to see #they all think theyre cool but are actually losers. and they have no idea whats going on #my point here is i need to see them play mario kart or something #OKAY ENOUGH YAPPING!!! projecting my random fictional character oomfisms into your MIND.#muffin mumbles #wait edit. i wish wesker had an evil twin because i want to shove some re characters in here but like there is no dante to weskers vergil #there is no solid snake to weskers liquid snake. there is no jojo to weskers dio #you know?#that being said. would love to see jake muller hang out with the quote unquote ''nephew gang''. dont have a reason beyond its funny

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crimeronan · 11 months

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the thing i find funniest about the princess luz fic and the overwhelmingly kind n positive response to it is. the unreliable narration apparently got Multiple People. i wasn't sure if it would but was delighted that it did. luz spends the whole fic being like "i am evil my heart is made of darkness i'm spiraling into the abyss i am irredeemable i am annihilation" and then in the scene where she actually does do some for real actual violent murder, she does NOT seem like herself at all. like she's vindictive and furious and ruthless about the whole thing, it's very.... honey are you ok. and so Multiple readers, upon experiencing this, were like.

.....is this. is this the start of a villain arc. HAS she just become belos now????

and i'm laughing helplessly into my hands like. no. no guys i promise it's okay. she's the final girl in a horror movie. most of the final girls in horror movies ALSO do not become irredeemable tyrannical villainous colonizers immediately after ripping the monster to pieces with their bare hands. yes she IS narrating like someone who's about to dive off the slippery slope of ethics deep end and commit atrocities. no she is not actually anywhere Near as bad as her narration is trying to make you believe. literally nothing luz says about herself is empirical fact. no atrocities are brewing on the horizon. she's an evil monster only in the mirror.

THE GIRL HAS NOT SLEPT IN A YEAR.

#toh #princess luz au #luz is nothing like hennessy even in this AU but my god does she have the 'YOU NEED TO GO TO BED' vibes #you need to sleep in a warm bed completely unconcerned for your or anyone else's safety for three straight days. then youll be just fine.#she purposefully has more parallels to belos both in personality and in plot here #but that's because. i wanted to see how close she could get. while still definitely being luz.#and i wanted to explore what makes someone a villain. luz's narration acts like she is but i know the truth

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tennessoui · 2 months

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i don’t like hunger games au at all, and i avoid reading not completed fics generally but can i say. Can i say that your hunger games fic is the only think i’ve been capable of thinking for the last days and it’ s only the first chapter? the snippet of the dinner scene —"will you love me if i come back a monster?" / "i will always love you anakin"— made me lose my breathe jesus christ. this fic is everything i ever asked — unhinged lovers for each other, anakin being that younger version of vader who bite onto obiwan and never will let him go, obiwan too addicted to loving and be loved by anakin to standing the thought of losing him, codependency relationship based on needs and possessiveness and crazy addiction they will die if it’s not for this love? the "marriage vows who sealed the death of twenty three kids" line ? i can’t breathe you’re a genius

ahh thank you for giving my hunger games au a chance even though it is both a hunger games au and a wip!! i think having a lot written on tumblr really helps because it gives such a good outline of what the fic will become and what the story will be for both characters - putting it on ao3 is really just fleshing it out and making it sing as a written work

i think what i always struggle with when it comes to aus of other media is the instinct i have to make them 1:1 aus, which is what i call aus where i'm subbing my ship in for the characters of the media, i.e. putting anakin in for katniss and obi-wan in for peeta and pressing play.

at that point im like. why not just read the book if that's what i want to see, so that's something i like about this hunger games au because i'm just using the setting & the premise - anakin isn't meant to be a sub-in for katniss as the tribute and obi-wan isn't meant to be a sub in for peeta as the love interest or haymitch as the mentor and so i find writing it so much easier - i feel less constrained than i would if i was trying to make anakin feel like anakin skywalker from star wars, and also my own character for this fic and also katniss from this different media altogether

and yeah it's fun to make them fucked up and crazy about each other in new and different ways and so im so glad the first chapter has been posted and i can work on the second one now because damn that reaping is gonna be so fun

#asks #hunger games au #i do not mean to imply that 1:1 aus are bad or boring!!#i think there are plenty that i really like and i've even done some in the past #like monsieur and the monster is a 1:1 au of beauty and the beast where obi-wan is belle and anakin is the beast #and i struggled writing that more than i struggled writing the sleeping beauty au #where NO ONE is aurora and no one is prince phillip #its just a similar enough premise #but i have also talked with a lot of people who when they're writing aus of things they prefer 1:1 or as close to source material as possbl #me im jumping around im barely tied to the source material its all vibes for me #and thats what i find the most fun for writing #but there is nothing bad about the other way to be clear #i just see a universe and think man thats a hell of a universe right there #what other stories could take place in that universe #big day for people who read my tags lol heres some rambles

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