#james lore

[dailyjameshunt]

Hello! I’m a new fan who recently became interested in James Hunt, and I really appreciate the content about James that you share on your account! For the past few months, I’ve had a question about James that I haven’t been able to find an answer to😩, and I was hoping you might know something about it. The topic is a little sensitive, and I sincerely hope it won’t offend you.🙇‍♀️ In any case, thank you very much for all the work you do in organizing and sharing information every day!

I heard about this from Weibo (which is a Chinese social media platform): It was said that during the program "The Grand Prix Night of the Stars"(I think it's the program that James played trumpet🎺), James Hunt unintentionally excited one of Shirley Bassey’s makeup artists (who was a gay ). The makeup artist even said that James was a popular figure in gay magazines. I have tried my best to search for more details and also contacted the blogger who originally posted about this incident. Unfortunately, she said that it happened too long ago and she no longer remembers the source.

Thank you again for all your efforts in collecting and organizing information! The more I learn, the more I feel that James is such a complex and fascinating individual.💓(P.S. I used translator, hope I didn't say something weird)

Hello! You did not say anything weird, and well done for reaching out in a language other than your first language. I only speak English, and I admire anyone who has any command of more than one language :)

There is one little thing that your translator has done! In English we don't say someone is "a gay", we say they are "gay." It is used as an adjective and not a noun!

As it happens, I DO KNOW ABOUT THIS!

The story is from a book called Memories of James Hunt, which is saved on the Internet Archive (archive.org), and it is on page 195.

It was on the night of the Grand Prix Night of the Stars in 1976 when James played the trumpet, and Doug Darnell, one of Shirley Bassey's wardrobe designers (whose work is now in the V&A Museum in London - he was a big deal in his own right) was moving through the corridors behind the stage and encountered James. Doug was carrying Shirley's dress and said "excuse me, please" and James smiled at him as he moved past. James was apparently wearing tight trousers and a shirt with several buttons open, but photos from the night show him in a t-shirt.

Doug, like any sensible person, almost fainted and ran back to the dressing room to tell Shirley he'd just met James Hunt. He added "No wonder the gay papers voted James Hunt No.1 dream boy for years."

Apparently Doug had heard people say "anything on legs and Hunt is chasing it, without waiting for the hounds!" (This is a pun on Hunt's last name, for anyone who isn't familiar with the extremely barbaric and ugly British sport of fox hunting. People on horses hunt foxes with packs of dogs known as hounds. It's gross. When James owned a farm, he banned it on his land. But it's a fairly standard joke and just means James had a reputation). When Doug told Shirley he'd met James, she joked that she'd seen him first so he was hers.

Of course, in the book, this is all written in a recognisable tabloid-newspaper style, where James met Doug in the "dark, narrow corridors" behind the stage, and they were briefly "in a crush," that Doug "almost fainted", and James obviously "appealed to both sexes." I don't think it's implying anything, but many people who grew up in Britain in the 90s (as I did) would recognise that style of writing. It's very melodramatic!

I have done a little bit of googling looking for gay publications from the 70s that might feature James, but haven't found any. Queer history is a whole area of study and unfortunately, because queer people were marginalised, a lot of material relating to queer lives was destroyed or didn't survive.

James also appeared in a TV comedy sketch show written and presented by Kenny Everett, who was gay and whose sexuality would have been known at the time James appeared on his show. I think it's fair to assume from this and other evidence that James wasn't judgmental about gay men. Attitudes were different then but James seems to have generally been quite liberal and accepting.

Thanks for the ask and for your kind words about the blog ❤️

[weevilsart]

Jim Atkins of Jimmy Eat World fame is hot as fuck but it’s a little weird cause he is literally the same age as my dad and also we all have the same name… I am named after my great grandpa who my dad is also named after and my dads dad was also name James but he was unrelated to great grandpa Jim…

[sunlight-shunlight]

do you ever think about how wild it must have been for solas to experience any physical contact after his 5000 year nap and one year of wandering around as an apostate hobo. i think about this a normal amount

[mooonyyyy]

no put your clothes back on let’s talk about the gilderat cologne lore and how this is the next rarepair—>popular ship we will see in the marauders fandom

[thankstothe]

[star-trekster]

On his puter

[rageflippedtables]

Part 1 / Part 2

[oldschoolfrp]

Women who literally walk on water often hand out free swords, armor, and other valuable boons (George Barr, "Arthurian Mythology" chapter of Legends and Lore for AD&D 2e by James M Ward and Troy Denning, 1990)

[dailyjameshunt]

James Hunt with Teddy Mayer at Monza, 10th September 1978. Soon afterwards, James would be trying to save the life of his friend Ronnie Peterson. Photographer unknown

[mudkip-enthusiast18]

streamer au!!!! :3

barty: I am not gonna have any starchaser fucking shit IN MY FUCKING STREAM.

barty: .

barty: unless we hit a sub goal.

[sevilynne]

"Snape was just petty."

Ahh... Yes... Years of tormenting, getting SA'd infront of the whole school, and almost getting killed is just being petty... SUREE...

[wandixx]

Seriously chaotic fashion misadventures

I realized I posted a teaser and never really followed up on it, so here is some more of that

“Hey, Dami?”

Boy hadn’t looked up from the kittens he was bottle feeding but let out a hum indicating he listened.

“I'm thinking about trying out a more girlish style. Do you think it would suit me?”

Well, Damian had no idea but if Dani wished to give it a chance, then, well, the only proper reaction was to offer his aid.

*-*-*

“Father, I require access to your rouge gallery.”

Bruce almost choked on his breakfast when his youngest made this announcement.

Rouge gallery, as his children playfully called it, was vast collection of lipsticks, which he collected to uphold his Brucie persona. Famous playboy with head constantly in the clouds couldn’t not show up with discreet signs of scandal from time to time. And it couldn’t always be the same shade. Or scent when he choose more subtle approach and used one of his more feminine perfumes.

In all honesty, he enjoyed this.

But that’s not the point, point was that Damian wanted to use it and Bruce needed to know what disaster would fall upon him if he agreed.

“Mind telling me why, chum?”

Dick, who visited Manor for a weekend, barely stifled his laughter while Tim stared at his empty coffee mug like it personally betrayed him. Cass just wore her usual knowing and mischievous smile.

Damian shifted in his chair, hands clenching on butter knife. He was nervous and suddenly Bruce dreaded the answer he was about to hear.

“I don’t see how me sharing this information would change anything. It won’t be used to cause harm to anyone but it’s necessary in the extracurricular project I just started.”

“Dami, what project?” Dick asked, voice oozing with genuine curiosity and excitement. He was almost bouncing.

“I don’t want to disclose it.”

“Is this a hero or civilian type of deal?”

Damian didn’t look any of them in the eyes, both hands clenching on his seat as he kept shifting. Bruce narrowed his eyes. Was his youngest… flustered?

“Civilian”

“Alright, great” Dick swung back with single clap, almost tripping his chair over “I think B won’t have anything against you using his rouge gallery, will he?” Man knew his oldest son well enough to recognize his ‘don’t you dare to disagree’ tone. He was confused but there wasn’t any harm so he nodded with affirmative hum.

“Thank you, Father”

Boy practically inhaled rest of his food and rushed outside. Despite all his training and all his efforts, they clearly saw his excitement. Tim pinched himself and returned to staring at his mug.

“Cass, have you seen what I’ve seen or am I overreacting?” Dick asked, barely restraining his enthusiasm. Girl nodded eagerly, shoving more crumbs into her mouth. Young man cheered, throwing his hands up.

“What have I missed?” Tim mumbled, frowning a little.

“BABY BAT HAS A CRUSH!”

Cass nodded again with wide smile.

Oh.

Oh no.

Who were they? What did he know about them? Was Protocol 3r0s started? Did someone run a background check already? What could they do if they somehow hurt Damian? Was this person a risk to their identities? Oh gods, oh no.

He probably will have to do The Talk™.

He always dreaded having The Talk, with any of his kids. He felt The Talk with Damian would be even worse. Understandably so.

“Also sleep in at least three da-”

“Fuck off, dick.”

“Was this insult or-”

His children remained obvious to how much work it meant, cheering and sassing each other like they often did.

*-*-*

Damian did not know how it was possible but he lowered his guard enough to get caught.

"What are you doing?" Brown choked out after they stared at each other for a long moment.

"It does not concern you–"

"You're rummaging through my wardrobe, not many things concern me more and also, that's frickin creepy don't do it to anyone outside of the family"

She did have a point however he was not convinced it would be the correct approach if he shared his plan. Father's wards (even unofficial like Brown) tended to make assumptions and overreact based on these conjectures. Dani wasn't easy to scare off but he didn't want to check if his family would manage. They often did things thought to be impossible.

He tried to get away but the blonde stood fiercely in a door, leaving the window as the only way out. He wasn't this desperate. Yet.

Girl looked more and more angry at his silence. He had to give her some answers.

Now that he actually considered it, she could be a useful asset. She was far better versed in women's fashion and if he phrased it correctly, he wouldn't even need to bribe her. Question was, how should he phrase it?

"I have an acquaintance- I have a friend," he corrected himself "from the animal shelter I volunteer at. She mentioned wanting to try out more 'girlish style' and asked for my opinion. I wanted to see if you had any clothes that would fit her. She is smaller than me so I thought that whatever I take, it wouldn't be missed." 

Brown grinned with an unsettling gleam in her eyes. He suddenly regretted opening his mouth if not coming to this room in the first place. 

"Say no more, I have a plan Demon Child"

[teaforthotxxx]

I feel like Professor Regulus Black would be such a shit once Harry starts playing quidditch. Like sure thats his son but fuck Gryffindors. As the head of Slytherin house, he would show up to Harry’s games in full silver and green. He stands in the Slytherin stands with giant banners for Slytherin. It annoys Harry to no end. Because he knows Reggie loves him but Harry is a Gryffindor and he wants more support for Gryffindor.

Harry would beg Remus to dress up in Red and gold but of course be wouldn’t. Professor Lupin doesn’t care about Quidditch. Harry goes as far as to beg Minerva Mcgonagall to dress up but none of the Gryffindor professors are willing to break dress code for this.

But, then, he gets an idea right before the Christmas Quidditch games. He knows that he may not convince his professors to dress up but there is one way to make them wear what he wants. So, he commissions two giant couple scarves from Mrs Molly Weasley. Both red and gold. He gives them to his dad James Potter and his godfather Sirius Black as early Christmas presents. Then, he asks them to wear them to his game.

AND just as he planned, he sees Remus and Sirius in the Gryffindor stands wrapped in a giant scarf. Remus looks begrudging but he can’t resist how happy it makes Sirius. Then, Harry swoops past the Slytherin stands, he finds Regulus and James snuggled in one giant red and gold scarf. They are still in slytherin but the banners have changed to “Go Harry!” and “THATS OUR SON!”. James was such a sap he wanted them to wear couples costumes and as Gryffindor’s previous headboy, he just HAD to wear red and gold. So, Reg was wearing his old quidditch jersey cute gold rings with rubies.

Harry is so proud he pulled one over Regulus. But, more importantly, he can’t stop laughing at the shocked expressions on Malfoy’s and Zabini’s faces!!

[oldmanffucker]

I have a hilson high school au kicking around in my head, based on that one picture of the houses with the windows right up on each other. Greg House (17) & his parents move in next door to the Wilson’s (Jimmy, 16) (bigger age gap doesn’t work for HS au I’m sorry) I have so so much lore to unleash upon you all at some point

[tmakids]

Jon, Martin, Tim and Sasha are some of the kids in the care of Magnus' Home for Gifted Youth, whether it be for personal, family-related reasons, or because they've been accepted into their educational program as rare exceptions. Some are more happy about this than others.

This blog is open for asks!

[iamthedamndonutdrawcat]

the marauders were children. they were kids when they wrote the marauders map. they were kids when they started immersing themselves in animagus lore. they were only 15 when they did this incredibly impressive piece of magic that turned them into animals and then proceeded to spend time with a monster and tame it. remus was a child when he was bitten, his childhood innocence brutally destroyed; he's lived almost his entire life with this condition, and was still barely an adult when he was asked to go spy on other werewolves. edgy fanon remus with his cigarettes and his nonchalance is only a 14 year old child. sirius has spent the most formative years of his life abused, leaving home at 16. they were all just on the precipe of growing up when they joined the order and were thrust into war and violence and betrayal.