James Potter is a weak man! Not because he is actually weak but because he has no resistance to puppy dog eyes or crying or anything really.
Sirius asks James to pull a prank on the Slytherins and James says no he’s a little busy with quidditch and Sirius just tilts his head with a frown and James gives in EVERY time.
Peter invited James to play chess but James already has plans so Peter just nods and looks resigned to his fate and James cracks.
Regulus however, he is the worst. Because he cries. And he can full on sob to get James to do whatever he wants. He can’t resist Regulus with tears in his eyes much less with tears running down his cheeks.
James Potter is a weak man but he is completely fine with it
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Remus: Hey fellas, good night?
Peter *grumbles*: Not as good as yours apparently
Remus: What-?
Peter: Yours and Sirius' Muffliato charm broke
Remus: Oh shit did you guys hear?
*Enter James*
James: Oh god your faces, what have I missed Wormy?
Peter: Did you not hear them both last night James? Were you out or something? They were going at it-
Peter:
Peter: Why are you wearing a Slytherin tie James?
*Enter Sirius*
Sirius: Just been to get some breakfast and saw my little brother wearing a Gryffindor tie?
Remus: James?
James: Funny story lads, so you see-
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Sirius: You may be mother and father's favourite child but I'm Remus and James's favourite person.
Regulus, smirking: Is that so?
Remus: You know I might switch brothers.
Sirius, shocked and horrified: Moony, how could you?! At least I have James that will never betray me!
James, sweating nervously: I plead the fith?
Sirius: At least I'm for sure Peter's favourite person.
Peter, always down to help create chaos: Well your brother is better looking.
Sirius: You're all traitors. So mean, all of you.
Regulus: You know, Remus, if you ever did want to see what it's like to date the better looking brother...
Sirius: *throws a pillow at Regulus's head*
James, definitely not jealous: Now, wait a second!
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Irondad fic ideas #148
You know those homework assignments where you have to interview someone in your family and then write an essay about their responses? Fic where Peter's class is told to interview their dad / a father figure in their life.
Peter decides to interview Tony. But, he doesn't want his class to accuse him of lying, and he definitely doesn't want Tony to know what the assignment is about.
So for Tony, Peter makes it seem like the assignment is just to interview anyone. Then, he carefully chooses questions to ask that are domestic and personal enough to avoid any mention of superheroes, celebrities, or so on. The few details that do slip through he just leaves out of his final essay.
For the class problem, Peter solves it by referring to Tony in the essay exclusively as "dad"
Unfortunately for Peter, the teacher then announces a part 2 to the assignment. Right after collecting the essays, the teacher says they will now need to bring the people they interviewed to school for their presentations
Peter has pretty much decided to not even mention it to Tony and just say his dad is busy. But then Flash has to open his big mouth.
He accuses Peter of just making his assignment up, loudly reminding the class that he's an orphan. Peter clarifies that this father figure thing is a new development, but now the teacher looks suspicious
Peter is going to have to ask Tony to come to his school. And he's going to have to explain why the class will be full of kids and their fathers
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@wolfstarmicrofic | Draught of the Living Death | 685 words
Note: Mature themes and references to sex, nothing explicit
Sirius and Remus are friends. Best friends.
Sure, they might hold eye contact longer than necessary.
They might be more touchy with each other than with anyone else. Maybe their banter turns flirtatious so quickly they often don’t even realize. But they are just friends. Friends that flirt sometimes.
Sirius is sitting on the couch closest to the fireplace. He is lazily doodling stars and half-crescent moons all around the instructions for the Draught of the Living Death, not paying attention to the homework assignment he’s supposed to be working on with James. James has his Potions book open as well, he is lounging in an armchair, feet resting on the coffee table in front of him. Peter is sitting on the floor, a piece of parchment on the same table, drawing a Mandrake. Sirius looks up to watch Remus who is sitting on the couch with him, book in his lap, back resting against the armrest, legs spread out across the cushions, feet buried under Sirius’ thighs.
James interrupts the comfortable silence: “Do you ever think about our professors having sex?”
“What the fuck, James?” Peter groans, pressing the heels of his hands to his eyes, dropping his feather. Sirius starts cackling and Remus just looks at James, slowly shaking his head.
Sirius stops laughing: “Hmmm, honestly, can’t say I have, Prongs. Why? Who would you want to shag out of all of them?”
Peter drops his forehand onto the table, mumbling something about being too sober for this conversation.
James’ answer comes out a little bit too quickly: “Flitwick.”
Sirius nods and hums thoughtfully, Peter sighs and picks his feather back up. Remus looks at Sirius now: “Are you thinking about Minnie?” Sirius stares at him in shock: “Oh, absolutely NOT, Moony. That is revolting. I do have mommy issues, but they do not go that far.” Remus chuckles and looks back down at his book.
“I don’t know,” Peter muses, apparently giving into the others’ nonsense, “I think I could show Minnie a good time.” James throws his head back laughing while Remus is chuckling again.
“Oh, please,” Sirius replies, “Pete, you probably think the G-spot is where gangs meet up.”
Peter glares at him, head turning red like a tomato. But before he can say anything, James interferes: “And what do you know about G-spots, Pads? Aren’t you ‘as gay as they come,’ like you always say?” The usage of air quotes is accompanied by James’ shit-eating grin.
Sirius exclaims, clutching his heart in mock-defense: “Hey! I’ll have you know I’ve had sex with women before my gay awakening.” Remus looks up: “That alone does not speak for your G-spot-finding-abilities,” he deadpans.
“Oh, and what makes it your forte, Moony? You’ve never even had sex with a woman, as far as I know,” Sirius replies, smirking back at him.
Before Remus can reply, Peter speaks up: “Actually, I think Moony can make anyone feel good.” Sirius tries to retort something sassy but is caught up by images appearing before his inner eye; ways in which Moony could make someone feel good…
James’ grin widens when he agrees with Pete: “Yeah, Moony can definitely find any and all important spots.” Sirius just scoffs, and feels himself blushing. Remus wiggles his toes that are buried underneath Sirius’ thighs: “See, Pads?” With that grin that makes Sirius’ heart skip a beat. He stares back for a second too long. Flustered, Sirius averts his eyes to his Potions book, trying to think about draughts instead of dicks.
A moment later, he feels Remus shift, sitting up and scooching over to sit next to Sirius, nudging his shoulder: “Awww, Pads, don’t pout.” Remus leans in closer and lowers his voice to speak quiet enough for only Sirius to hear: “Do you need me to make you feel good?”
At that, Sirius gets up very abruptly, snaps his book shut, throws it back at the couch, and stomps over to the staircase. On his way to the dorm, he can practically feel Remus’ eyes on him.
This whole ‘Friends who Flirt-Thing’ was definitely getting out of hand.
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unbreakable vow - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 182
It was a stupid idea. Stupider than the time in second year they tried to convince Peter to make an Unbreakable Vow with James that Peter would stop snoring. ("He'll have to stop then, right?" Sirius had reasoned. Remus had only just walked in in time.)
But still, they were in too deep now. Sirius stood at the door to the dorms, peeking into the common room, hoping this went according to plan.
"Remus!" he called, stepping into the room jovially, causing the aforementioned boy to look up at him...along with half the house to look over as well. "I couldn't bear it if someone else was your Valentine! Will you be mine?"
After asking, he gave a dramatic flourish up the stairs, and waited.
And waited.
Every pair of eyes in the room was glued on the door, nervously awaiting the punchline Sirius had cooked up.
"Sirius," Remus murmured into the silence, the entire room staring at the pair. "Please, please tell me there is not a bear up there."
Grinning sheepishly, Sirius shrugged. "Tell me you'll be my Valentine."
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