✕ ❛ strike a match and set me aflame

❝ J. POTTER was a paradox spinning out of control, a MADDENING mixture of fire && ice, passionate && vulnerable && detached. YES, he was the RECKLESS sort, the sort who lived on the brutal edge and played with forest fires; ❞

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ofdcoe:

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‘ why are you such an affectionate drunk?’

lily sighed as she wrapped an arm around her husband’s shoulders and handed him the cup of water she had made sure to get just for him. ‘ i know you might hate the taste, but bottoms up to this cup for me, yeah? i need to make sure you don’t throw up on me tonight- the shirt is new, no other reason.’

“ and a cute drunk, to add. “

in that moment, everything felt right. they were drinking as some sort of celebration -- drinking to their cause and their safety, even if there’s no guarantee things will remain the same for long. the little victories mattered a lot to james, who was doing his best to protect the ones he loved the most. “ when did i ever throw up? “ a pause, “ that’s right! sirius spiked my drink that one night i ended up throwing up a lot, lil. you’ve got to believe me on this. “

nonetheless, james downed the water in no time.

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magizoologistdiggory:

Amos hesitated as he stared at the liquor before him. “James, you do know that I am abstaining from alcohol? I sort of promised Dory that I wouldn’t.” Even as he said that, he stared at it intensely - his mouth suddenly feeling so dry.

“ ah. that’s right. of course there’s no forcing you, but mate, what a waste of happy hour tonight is, then! “ james mocked a scowl before turning to his friend with a curt smile. “ maybe you can at least have the punch? a beer? “

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queen-parkinson:

Xantha was slightly taken aback by how easy he agreed but she went with it. “Things are good, actually they probably couldn’t be better. You?” Not only was she thinking about all the free drinks she was getting but also the wider picture, of how the dark lord was finally gaining some ground in the Wizarding World, even if he had dispersed for now. 

“ things are.... alright. i’m drinking tonight as a toast, everything seems to be happening in all of our favor. of course we shouldn’t let our guards down but we could use a little celebration from time to time? “ james tilted his head with a small smile.

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monaleda:

“did your drink get spiked or something potter? or have your got your greengrass wires crossed?”

“ my drink is certainly not spiked, or a tleast i think so, and i’m just saying. no need for self-pity tonight ! “

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mgreengrvss:

“maybe i just liked having you stroke my ego there, potter.”

“ why? don’t you get it often, greengrass? “

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ofthelunarboy:

His eyes widened when he heard James words, just shrugging and then looking away. “I think it’s time for you to stop drinking”

“ aww, c’mon moony. the night is still young for us to act all -- “ james paused, hiccuping. a goofish grin then curved on the bloke's lips.  “ prim & proper. “

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character aesthetic    – —   ┏   james potter   ┓

trouble?      trouble usually      finds me.

[jamespotthrs]

“i think you’re like james, who would have regarded it as the height of dishonour to mistrust his friends.“

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queen-parkinson:

“I could definitely do with another drink. Fancy buying me one?” She flashed a smile at the person stood next to her at the bar, waving her empty glass. 

“ course, drinks on me! “ james announced with a friendly smile. “ how are things? “

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magizoologistdiggory:

Amos was so tired that he was already nodding off against the bar. He hadn’t even touched a drop of alcohol. A promise he had made to his wife and child. A barely touched tankard of butter beer sat next his hand. The foam had already gone flat due to the heat. Sometimes the amber drink didn’t right. Amos was dying for something much stronger but his determination was winning. That was a big change.

“ amos, mate, this firewhiskey isn’t gonna drink itself... “ james winked at his friend before chugging off the remaining liquor on his glass.

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‘  you shut your pretty lil mouth! you have all the strengths!  ’

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ofsnuffles:

    “a newt could probably do all holes… aren’t they a lot smaller than wormy?” sirius mumbled, toying with a strand of his hair. “how did this come into your head though? like.. a newt? really?”

“ they are, which makes the possibilities infinite !  what an exciting thought. “ he mused. sometimes, james questions himself why the most random thoughts just pop into his head every now and then. “ i saw a newt on the way here... interesting, but no. it’s better i stick to my antlers, no? “

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queen-parkinson:

“No, really?” She replied sarcastically. “Might have something to do with the fact I am horrifically hungover and you are being particularly annoying.” 

“ well then have you at least tried drinking a hangover potion? “

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Wake up, daaaaddy

James, Lily & little Harry

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ofsnuffles:

       “are you really that interested because i’m sure i can make that happen for you.” sirius smiled. “you could have been a newt instead of a stag, yanno.”

“ no, no thank you. at this point i should’ve known better than to get batshit ideas in your head. “ james scowled. “ wormy’s size can make him fit in almost all holes of different sizes. a newt could do that too, yeah?? “

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queen-parkinson:

Xantha shot him a look, not impressed. “Fancy breathing a little quieter then?” she replied sarcastically. 

“ --- has anyone ever told you you’re a wee bit edgy today, parkinson? “

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queen-parkinson:

“Can you be quiet please, my head is killing.” Xantha shot a look at the other person, her hangover still present. 

james blinked, “ but i’m only breathing?? “