James Is Like Guys Help Me Pick An Outfit Because He's Finally Scored A Date With Lily And The Others

“immortality sucks becuase little moments wont matter anymore when 100 years is nothing to you”

practice mindfullness, you have eternity to master it

"immortality sucks because all your friends die" all your friends die anyway. those we do not mourn are those who mourn us.

"immortality sucks because you forget who you are" we always forget who we are. do you remember who you were at four years of age? who you were at fourteen? "who i am" is a shadow cast on the wall.

"immortality sucks because" skill issue. skill issue. skill issue. give me your liver

i genuinely think a stud could fix me

coronabeth “i want to devote my whole life and soul and body to you; one flesh, one end and be your cav, because i’m in love with you and i choose you” tridentarius

judith “i must refuse you becuase i put honour and duty above all else and a cav-necro relationship is something holy to my values; i cannot be your necro because i love you” deuterous

also make me sick

harrowhark “my whole existence is the result of 200 dead children, i am the product of sacrifice and have to live with the guilt of that everyday. i am in love with a corpse and i puppet my dead parents around so i am not alone. i cannot take another loss” nonagesimus

gideon “i gave my life for you and you didnt even want it, even worse you refuse to accept it, wasting my sacrifice. you lobotomized yourself to forget everything i did for you—you refuse to embrace the life i have provided you over and over again, and now im stuck as a reanimated corpse” nav

and

coronabeth “i am sick with heartbreak and jealousy that you didnt murder and consume me, your other half, refusing to let me join you on your journey forwards, instead giving that honor to some dick they assigned us. I am dejected and maimed” tridentarius

ianthe “you are the last person i would kill—i would kill myself first without hesitation rather than lay a finger on you. i cannot live without you and i could not live myself if i was the one who removed you from this world” tridentarius

You fools. Gideon Nav isn’t Orpheus. She’s Eurydice. Harrowhark Nonagesimus is the most Orpheus-coded character that has ever existed

i want to give the Yellowjackets writers kudos for dropping the line “opinion is the wilderness between knowledge and ignorance” in the pilot episode

and i want to send my condolences that it has gone so far unnoticed

phenomenal theme foreshadowing

Prongsfoot pipeline:

Man, James and Sirius are besties

Prongsfoot platonic soulmates!!

James and Sirius are more than friends, they’re like brothers

James and Sirius would choose each other over their romantic partners (in a brotherly way)

Haha i love it when James and Sirius joke about being lovers and everyone thinks they’re dating, but they aren’t cuz that would be incest, right?

they were each others first “practice kiss”

they were each others gay awakening

it wouldn’t be that weird if they kissed, right?

Wait… romantic prongsfoot is kinda… but like ironically

they’re in love. its basically canon and its taken over my life

NOT CRAZY/SEER PANDORA

where’s my #womaninstem pandora

where’s nerd pandora

where’s critical and cunning pandora

where’s “yeah, sure, give me a source for that, bud” pandora

where’s bold, strong spoken, head-on-straight, sarcastic pandora

she died doing SCIENCE experiments, let her be logically and determined and passionate

(ALSO the black sistersss i need a 200k length fic about their lives from birth to death, i need a full psychological rundown of bellatrix and her motives)

Some things I’d loved to have seen more often in the marauders fandom characterizations:

Ravenclaw barty ( ALL owls, enough said)

Pandora NOT being crazy/ a sear (Luna 100% got that from xeno)

Regulus not necessarily agreeing with pureblood rhetoric but seeing that his family is safer with it and also more of his relationship w Voldemort ( he didn’t become the youngest deatheater on a whim )

Sirius being a black, he was a total troubled teen and honestly probably still didn’t feel much empathy for muggleborns. Also running away didn’t erase his entire life up until that point

James being a total dick. (Hate him)

Lily getting the love she deserves instead of her entire character being watered down to nothing without her husband (I’m looking at u jegulus vs jily bitches) Lily can be her own person even if James isn’t dating her!!!

Bellatrix black. Right hand WOMAN of lord Voldemort??? Pls I need her so bad

Snape being so similar to Tom riddle and Voldemort using that to his favor ( yet making a critical error in killing Lily)

Voldemort using his charm to seduce and win favor and then as his descent into madness thickens, he relies on his magic and their fear more and more for followers

I could go ON and ON about this but I don’t want this too long 🖤 pls discuss in the comments/or replies this is my favorite topic. (This is a safe space to talk abt ur niche headcanons for characterization within the fandom)

James wished he could blame it on the alcohol, but the dizziness that overtook his entire body when Sirius whispered in his ear, his hips grinding against James’ arse, was from a whole different kind of drug.

He was almost tempted to dance off beat just to feel his friend redirect him again, hand pressing burns into his hip. But it felt even better when he did something right and Sirius whispered praises, breath brushing against the shell of his ear.

Ever the show off, he perused the dance floor for inspiration. Something flashy. His eyes kept drifting back to the couple dancing in front of them, one man wearing a hickey into the other’s neck.

Now, how to entice Sirius to do that to him?

There.

James bent over at the waist, keeping his arse firmly pressed against Sirius. Then he shook it, drinking in the way his mate’s grip clenched against his hips.

More, James thought, his competitive spirit and thrill at pleasing Sirius sending blood rushing to his head.

He popped a squat—his body flesh with Sirius’ the whole time—turning around to face Sirius, and grinned. He hoped his expression looked flirtatious and conniving, but there was a near 100% chance it was just goopy and giggly. James kept eye contact with his mate as he slowly stood up, swaying his hips and running his hands up the backs of Sirius’s legs, fingers learning every crook and bend of his body.

He stop one hand on Sirius’ backend, giving it a cheeky squeeze, and let the other arm rest loosely over his shoulder.

“How’s that, Pads?” James said under his breath. His whole body shook from nerves so violently that he couldn’t muster more than a whisper.

His mind nearly spiralled into the ‘oh my god, what have I just done’ territory when Sirius’s arm looped back around his waist, pulling him closer. With his other hand Sirius gently held James’ jaw.

“So you do have a little gay in you.” Sirius smirked.

James gulped. “A lot more than a little.”

Sirius had gotten good at faking it. He’d gotten good at the smiles and the flirting and the hinting at women sharing his bed. He mentioned the clubs and changed the pronouns and he got good at it.

He got good at lying to James. He’d never wanted to be good at lying to James.

He’d gotten so good at it that when James and Lily broke up and James needed an outlet to “let loose” that he’d turned to Sirius and asked where he normally went.

And, of course, Sirius had given the name of the only bar he could think of.

One he hadn’t been to in a year, which could be in his best interest now as hopefully none of his old hookups would be there. But still.

He’d very much given the name of a gay bar to newly singly James Potter.

He debated calling in help but Remus wouldn’t understand the urgency. Had never understood why Sirius didn’t go out with it and tell James he was gay. James would understand, Remus was certain. It wouldn’t change anything.

But Remus didn’t know about the countless practice kisses. The times they’d share beds to stave off the cold. Didn’t know that the only reason James couldn’t see Sirius’ feelings was that he’d never thought them possible.

Sirius was a womanizer.

He’d carefully made sure James knew that. Believed that.

Because otherwise, his friend might see. Might see the arms thrown over shoulders, the lingering hugs, the blushes, the smile he couldn’t control at hearing Lily had finally left him.

Things that a straight best friend might get away with. Things that a queer friend wouldn’t.

But then he’d gone and given James the name of London’s number one gay night club.

And he was fucked.

lily being marlene's lesbian awakening is very important to me

Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of The Dykes

happy lesbian visibility week; i made obiwan and anakin butch