#most proud of the Mikey smooch

[saltydoesstuff]

On my hands and knees asking for the lovesick turtle stuff I am begging that sounds so cute

Woe- very scuffed FF smooch sketches be upon ye

What is size consistency ewhbkdsaj,nm

[pinkiealexie]

𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 ♡ 𝘏𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘴

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❥ REQUESTED: Anonymous

❥ REQUEST:

"Can I request all of the rise bro's (separate hc's) with nb s/o who gives them lap pillows and forehead kisses? Fluff fluff fluff pls"

❥ WARNINGS: None!

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♡ Melts at any type of affection you give him but specifically these two actions make his heart pound in his chest so much

♡ Like- He actually has to kneel down for you to be able to kiss his forehead? Because of his height you usually make yourself taller by standing on top of something such as the couch; Raph, finds it very cute of you

♡ Fun fact, I personally like to believe that Raph enjoys receiving most of his smooches from you on his forehead out of anywhere else

♡ As for lap pillows...

♡ LOVES IT ‼️

♡ As much as he loves to hold you protectively in his arms, this big dude deserves to be held just much as well!

♡ His physical body frame has its pros and cons, BUT when he lays his head on your lap it's makes him feel so loved and so much smaller than he actually is

♡ Most people would be quick too assume that he'd be the one always big spooning and such, which they'd be right sometimes

♡ But whenever he gets to enjoy moments like these with you it makes him feel so so so so so giddy! His stomach fluttering with butterflies as he lays his head on your lap

♡ He had a long day❓ Loves nothing more than to lay his head on your lap as you ask him about his day, what he was up too, and how your own day was. You may or may not know it but just being able to do this with you makes so much of the stress on his shoulders disappear

♡ Not only can you give him lap pillows, you could also give Raph his forehead kisses! It just makes this whole experience even better for him to be honest 😊

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♡ Mikey already loves and appreciates anything romantic you do for him! He treasures any precious memory that is with you as every small thing counts

♡ Probably lets out a small squeal or has a beaming smile on his face after he receives a small kiss on the top of his head from you. Depends on the situation, like he just won his favorite video game

♡ In return he'll kiss you all over your face as well! You deserve to get some love dovey kisses from him as well otherwise it wouldn't be fair

♡ Love and I mean LOVES when you give him lap pillows! Mikey just loves that his upper view when he lays on your lap is just you

♡ When laying on your lap he just enjoys you and himself rambling to each other about your special interests, how your day was, and other sweet conversation stuff!

♡ His favorite times to lay on your lap is when you're both watching or having a movie night.

♡ Something about it just feels awesome to him as he will look up at you throughout periods of the movie and make comments or ramble about the movie, especially the characters

♡ "(Y/N)! Did you see that! That dude totally got his butt kicked by that other dude!" He points and does exaggerated hand movements lmao

♡ Will sometimes fall asleep on your lap, hope you don't mind that

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♡ Takes every single kiss you give him as an award for how awesome of a boyfriend he is too, so Leo wouldn't mind kisses anywhere on his face as long as you're giving him some sort of loving affection

♡ Nothing else to comment other than the fact he always has a very big and proud smirk on his face after every smoochie woochie you give him

♡ Leonardo loves to be the bigger spoon and be the one to give you all of the acts of affection such as cuddling, being the big spoon, etc. It makes him feel like he is protecting you and that he is such a knight in shining armor; your knight in shining armor

♡ Though, whenever it's his time to be held he acts all pouty.

♡ Claims that he doesn't want to be the smaller spoon but his actions say otherwise. Psst...secretly, enjoys being held by you but won't openly admit to it because he has a very prideful ego.

♡ So, whenever you are giving him lap pillows he tends to whine a bit the first minute but then stops after a minute

♡ Snuggles his head into your lap as he lightens the mood by telling you some of his dad jokes, oneliners, punchlines, etc

♡ Another thing, he enjoys hearing you talk more than he likes talking himself. Like to listen to you talk about everything and anything you like, dislike, etc as you mess with the tails of his mask. Maybe...it's because he stated more than once that you have an angelic voice

♡ Doesn't realize it but he lays on your lap more than he planned. 5 minutes? My guy, it's been a whole hour!

♡ Whenever you eventually try to get up Leo starts making excuses for you to stay for a bit extra

♡ "Wait! You know- all of sudden I have this very big and very bad headache and I need a something soft to rest my head on-"

♡ Dramatically puts a hand up to his forehead for extra effect 🙌

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♡ Donnie used to scrunch up his face a bit whenever you planted a kiss on his forehead. It's not because he didn't like it, but because he isn't used to such affection like that, and now with how often you do it he's gotten used to it and stopped that repetitive reaction

♡ Donnie kisses your forehead back. He just feels the very strong need and urge to give you something back in return or else it'll bug him for the rest of the day

♡ Openly shows that he loves your lap pillows that you give him, probably way more than his brothers in my opinion

♡ Bro is literally a workaholic and it'd make sense as to why he loves to lay his head on your lap so much.

♡ He'll ramble about his next greatest invention to you, all his ideas, plans, etc and what makes it even better is that you actually listen to him as he rambles!

♡ This action almost becomes a daily thing due to how much Donnie loves it! For many reasons too: You listen, you compliment him, you give him some ideas for a next big tech project, give him constructive criticism, etc

♡ Leo and the rest of his brothers are surprised but also thankful of you to listen to their dear brother talk about his interests.

♡ Like- How are you able to listen to him talk and keep about such boring [their words not mine] science-y things that they can barely even comprehend, and now they don't have to be the ones to listen

♡ "Darling (Y/n)! You have yet again given me another brilliant idea. Oh, I could just kiss you!"

♡ And he does lol

♡ Like everyone else, Donnie enjoys it whenever you talk to him about stuff too!

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[peachy-wolfhard]

The Lair Games

a/n: raaa i love the lair games best mfing episode so whimsical and fun raaaaa also im obsessed with lair games cheerleader hc, italics are interviews (i didnt put everyones interview in only the readers)

Let me know if you would like to be on my tmnt taglist!

Warnings: donnie is a drama queen, The Incident, throwing up mentioned

Word count: 702

I love the lair games and Donnie sm

Sigh the lair games, the time when only Leo wins and then spends an entire year gloating

While it is very fun watching everyone compete a part of you feels bad for Donnie because he NEVER even gets close to winning

That is…until this year

Every year you take it upon yourself to be Donnie’s cheerleader because oh man he needs it. As long as you’re there cheering even as he's losing miserably, he's a little less bitter about it

This year was going to be different though you could feel it! History was about to be made

April had told you before that she was going to record the games, and everyone was even more excited

“Sigh, my legacy of losing will be cemented in film history”

It's now the most anticipated day of the year, the day that everyone looks forward to and trains for this year the prize would be…Leo’s room!

The first game of the day was Handstand Hill Bomb and like every year Leo won first place but this year Donnie won second!

“Let’s go Donnie Let’s go!” you cheer as it’s almost time for the next game, Pipe Goop Chicken

“My personal least favorite game if Donnie wins this one he's not kissing me for a month I swear”

“Let’s go Donnie Let’s go!” you cheer once again

“Do you have any more creative cheers?”

“No, get what you get, and don't throw a fit”

And he won! (Kind of a win-lose scenario, beat Leo and rub it in his face and lose smooches)

Win after shocking win Donnie acquired with Leo hot on his tail and you as his loyal cheerleader yelling catchy cheers while shaking purple and black pompoms

That was until…the incident

“y/n can i get a comment about…the incident?”

“Sleep with one eye open Leo. That’s all I will say on the matter”

While Donnie was recovering Leo began his winning streak

“Cough cough…y/n is that you?”

“Donnie you’re not dying stop acting like a sick Victorian child”

“Take me to the surface…one last time…” he says pulling the blanket up to be under his arms

“Shut up,” you say scratching under his chin then sadly going back to the games

“My moment!” he shouts as you walk back to Splinter announcing Leo’s next victory

Just as Splinter announces Leo’s perfect 10 Donnie appears!

“Not so fast, my friend!” Donnie announces masked in smoke (drama queen I love him)

“I’m here brother, lets bowl”

“When Donnie showed up I was stunned! Just a minute before he was pretending he was a sick Victorian child,” you explained to the camera

After all of Donnie’s dramatics, it was time to bowl. He launches himself off and attempts to get his ankle into his shell

Just as he was able to he’s launched into the mannequins knocking all down…

…But one making it a tie and after consulting the rules the next event was left up to a…

Splinter’s choice

“I knew that rat man would come up with something sinister but I didn't think it would be THAT sinister!”

The final event would be the Slippery Whippery Woo?

“If I vom please hold my hair April”

“We can hold each other's hair”

“Hold my nonexistent hair please”

“We will Mikey”

Your cheerleading was quickly forgotten about not knowing if you should root for your boyfriend to catch his slipper rat father or just leave

The match was quickly over with the words “Do you know what rhymes with second place? Leo’s face!”

“I-i- need a shower…I will claim my prize when i'm clean”

As Leo moves out of his room, April closes in for a final interview, and Donnie gloats

“I’m very proud of you Donnie,” you say kissing your hand and touching his forehead

“You’re very lucky i’m touching you right now,” you say, a lovesick smile plastered to both of your faces

Later that night the two of you are unable to sleep

The one thing Leo didn’t mention is that Splinter’s snores are amplified by the vent directly in his room

Needless to say, Leo got his room back very quickly

[spectralsleuth]

>:0000 commentaries!!!

from 'a short season':

“I tell you what; if they cry hard enough to throw up, I’ll call you. But, if you’ll um. Allow me to voice my… Experience? With the situation? They need to know that sometimes you leave and come back, and everything will be okay. A little crying is fine,” Because Mr. Hamato looked like he was listening, and also Xander felt like he was watching someone grab on to a life preserver with the desperation in the man's eyes, he continued. “They need to work through their emotions, and little kids only really have like... Three? Ways to do that. Cry, scream, or break things. I’ll make sure they’re okay, okay?”

Mr. Hamato nodded, drawing in a deep breath, and letting it out in a very careful, even motion. “Yes. yes, you are right- this is what Sal was telling me as well. And since his daughter is both alive, and not a delinquent, I am inclined to believe both of your advice. Just- make sure I’m on speed dial?” Mr. Hamato sounded a little desperate, his hands shaking uncertainly as they fluttered form the pocket of his suit, to his hair, and back, all without interrupting his outfit.

“Of course.” Xander reassured, now in the familiar territory of soothing a first time parent as he finished washing up the few dishes in the sink for lack of anything better to do. “It will be fine. And even if it isn’t, I promise you- I can handle it.” He decided not to mention Donnie had an evil look in his eye yesterday that Xander was scared to explore. He could probably handle it.

...90% sure he could handle it.

“Alright… Alright." A heavy, shaky sigh. "Yes, you are right.” Mr. Hamato nodded in a determined fashion, and moved to the living room, leaving Xander to pull the plug on the sink and wipe the counter down. His voice rose dramatically, now speaking for the entirety of the household and not just Xander, arms spread so Xander could note and be appalled by the fringe dangling down along the chest and sleeves of the turquoise blue suit. “My little baby Orange! You ate all your breakfast, Daddy is so proud of yooooou- Mwah. And Red, oooooh  I will miss you most while I am out in the cold city streets, providing food for our family! I know you will be a big help to Xander; my beautiful eldest son, heir to my empire, big beautiful boy, mwah. Mwah, mwah, mwah- ” Mr. Hamato crouched to smooch Mikey and Raph’s heads respectively, with big exaggerated kissy noises that caused a ripple of chirping giggles and kicking feet, Raph mostly fighting his father off so he could only glance a couple of smacking kisses across the dome of his helmet, and then a little spiked fist when Mr. Hamato grabbed it and held it still long enough.

“Blue! Purple! Daddy is leaving! The faster you say goodbye, the faster I can leave and come baaaack -” He sang out, and there was a skitter of feet as Leo and Donnie came out from the back room, both looking terribly excited.

“Daddy! I love you! Goodbye, I hope you don’t get hit by a bus!” Leo yelled sweetly, slamming into Mr. Hamato’s legs with enough three year old force to stagger the man slightly. Donnie simply moved more sedately to the side, and latched with careful determined consideration onto the crisp ironed lines of Mr. Hamato’s trouser legs. He looked like a little purple koala, burying his face into his dads knee.

Jeez, is started posting this in JANUARY. (ME: asks for authors notes asks. Also me: gets inexplicably shy.)

COMMENTS I HAVE:

“I tell you what; if they cry hard enough to throw up, I’ll call you. But, if you’ll um. Allow me to voice my… Experience? With the situation? They need to know that sometimes you leave and come back, and everything will be okay. A little crying is fine,” Because Mr. Hamato looked like he was listening, and also Xander felt like he was watching someone grab on to a life preserver with the desperation in the man's eyes, he continued.

(Xander has never had anyone listen to his advice in his life, mainly because the rest of his clients are very rich people who don't think he has anything to offer. He is bewildered by Lou Jitsu's earnest stare and also his slipping robe.

Also, it's true! Kids don't have very good ways to express themselves, and a lot of the things people DON'T like about young children, is often them just being young people in progress who don't know how to express themselves. Imagine having NO emotional intelligence at all, and also ALL of the feelings you will ever have all at once.

Yoshi hasn't left the kids by themselves for 3-4 years, outside of very rare instances where Sal will watch them. He went from fighting in the Battle Nexus, to being actively suicidal, to having FOUR CHILDREN. I really can't convey that enough, four kids is a LOT.)

His voice rose dramatically, now speaking for the entirety of the household and not just Xander, arms spread so Xander could note and be appalled by the fringe dangling down along the chest and sleeves of the turquoise blue suit.

(I didn't realize so many people enjoyed me making up outfits for an old still sexy Lou Jitsu but apparently they do so. I love you all... so much.)

I know you will be a big help to Xander; my beautiful eldest son, heir to my empire, big beautiful boy, mwah. Mwah, mwah, mwah- ”

(Maybe off subject- but Yoshi ABSOLUTELY has a will in place, and guess what? Raph is a prominent feature in a lot of those sections. He's the oldest, and if Lou happened to pass away due to circumstance, there's certain things an oldest Hamato has to know, regardless of Yoshi's feelings about it.

I am very VERY invested in Raph's role as the oldest Hamato of the generation.)

“Blue! Purple! Daddy is leaving! The faster you say goodbye, the faster I can leave and come baaaack -” He sang out, and there was a skitter of feet as Leo and Donnie came out from the back room, both looking terribly excited.

(I based Leo and Donnie here off of me and my twin sister- we would just be off doing our own things at all times until someone wanted to find us, and then we'd be like okay?? And??)

(I also based Leo's morbid curiosity off of- well. Every single child I've ever interacted with, who thinks getting hit by a bus or swallowed by quicksand or melted by lava is a real danger. Kids are so funny honest to god.)

[nachohypno]

Pine’s College Jocks 2 Ch. 3 - Nemesis

I woke up at the next morning, still entangled in the arms of a pair of jocks. One was my boyfriend Mike and the other was my friend-slave Gary.

Both were my slaves, actually. And thinking about that wasn’t helping my morning wood.

And as much as I would have liked to get up and take care of it, I couldn’t. “C’mon guys, I want to get up” I said out loud, trying to wake them up.

They both groaned, but moved away from me.

I got up from the bed and tidied my pajamas. No classes today, great. I would just enjoy a good breakfast, play some video games, I could plan out my next moves on the sports club matter (I liked having stuff planed before getting to action)

I checked out my phone as I went to the kitchen. Nothing out of the ordinary.

‘Seems like it’s going to be a nice and relaxing day for the jock master’ I thought.

I was sort of afraid after yesterday, too. I think I gave Leo an awful time together, and I’m sure I would see the consequences sooner or later.

He seemed like a very… explosive guy. The kind of guy you act friendly with at school, because you’re afraid he might ruin your life if you don’t. And you can say I’m actually used to that.

I heard a yawn as I prepared some coffee. A pair of hands grabbed my shoulders “Morning, bro” then kissed my cheek. I turned to him and returned the kiss. Nice way to start the morning.

Mike pulled back from the kiss. “Your guest is still at our bed” He said, with a bit of disgust at the ‘guest’ part. “You had to see me, I was like a ninja getting up without waking him up” He made the mimics of a few ninja movements before laughing at himself.

Coffee was ready. I served a pair of mugs and handed him one. He gave me another kiss and mumbled a “Thanks babe” then sat on the counter.

I gave a good, long sip to my coffee. I liked how it felt, drinking coffee at the morning. It was like I suddenly got a great zap of energy out of nowhere.

We stared at each other for a bit, as we enjoyed our quick breakfast. I was tempted to use my powers to have a bit of fun with sexy Mikey, but he had classes and I had things to do.

Mike had the same idea, apparently. Because he left his mug and walked behind me, grabbing my shoulders again. But, this time he started pressing a bit, like trying to do a massage. “Y’know, I could skip my classes if you want, bro…”

He gave me a little smooch on the cheek “Just say the magic words and I’ll stick around for as long as you want”

Convincing, but not a fan of skipping classes. “Well tried, but you know what I think about not going to classes”

“Yeah bro, gotta do as master Pine says” Gary said, with a bit of a mocking tone. He entered the kitchen, shirtless. I didn’t notice him before, and I could tell Mike didn’t notice him either.

“Thanks, bro” Mike said to him, in a very unfriendly tone “I didn’t realize how our lives work, bro. Even when I’ve been living with my boyfriend for so long now”

I wanted to giggle, felt good to hear that. But I didn’t want to start a fight between the pair. If things get aggressive, I’ll just calm them down myself.

Benefits of being able to control their minds.

And things were just as I expected them to go after Mike said that.

“What?” Gary said, frowning at his ex-teammate “You going aggro on me, bro?”

Mike walked around me and towards Gary while clenching his fists, as the latter did the same thing as he walked towards Mike. Both guys seemed pretty pissed, might as well step now.

“Enough!” I said. Both guys looked at me. Great, I had their attention. “I don’t care about your little feud, but you both have stuff to do. Now,” and putting some power on my voice, I started “Mike, get ready for your classes. Gary, put on a shirt on and let’s get going”

“…Yes, bro” The pair of jocks said, sounding defeated. They headed out of the kitchen and I went back to enjoying my coffee.

I know that this was my free day, but I had to get going with the coach recruitment, otherwise I would get lazy about it.

Geez, being a mind controller turned out to be a bit more stressful than I expected. Just kidding, I love it.

Mike got dressed and came to give me a goodbye kiss before he left. I would probably see him again when I get back from searching for today’s coach.

Gary did as I said too, putting on a green tee from his bag and sitting on the couch. “Where are we going, bro?”

Oh right, I haven’t told him yet about my plan. I thought about it yesterday, but I wasn’t sure and wanted to plan it a bit more.

Unlucky me, I wouldn’t be able to plan it out either. 

Someone knocked the door. I was kind of surprised, we barely get visits besides Mike’s friends, Stacy and Aiden. But they wouldn’t come without telling us first.

I went to open and found Leo on the doorway. Today he was wearing a blue jacket, with a black tee underneath, and some light blue jeans.

“Hey man, ready to start the day?” He asked, pretty energized.

I was really confused. What was he doing here? I mean, I get we are the only two mind controllers we know about, but it doesn’t mean we should stick around at all times, right?

“What?” I managed to ask, moving aside so he could enter.

“Sorry, I’m just excited to hang out with another guy like me. Don’t you have any plan besides your football team thing? Enslaving more people? More teams?”

I started to wonder if he had second intentions by asking all that stuff. I guess I’ll have to be careful, just in case.

“Uhm… Yeah, I wanted to save the sports club I go workout by getting a few coach slaves to work there. On my way to get a coach today”

His expression was a mix with confusion and disappointment. “Save a sports club? I mean, you do you but… It’s that really what you’d like to do with your powers?”

“Help others? What’s wrong with that?” Besides, I do get some nice and handsome slaves in exchange, so it’s not like I’m giving away my time… but I do think that the good action comes first.

I managed to get most of my football players who graduated from college last year into the NFL after they trained like beasts and won the championship. I was proud of them, and myself.

But, Leo didn’t seem surprised. Rather like he expected me to just take the guys and empty their brains.

“I mean, don’t judge me wrong. I’m quite impressed you haven’t gone mad with power like I’ve did at my first years. Uh… Do you mind if I stick around to you? I’m interested to see more of your work. If you don’t mind, of course. I wouldn’t like to make you uncomfortable”

He was trying to understand my way of thinking, nice. It was cool coming from him, I’m glad he’s not this evil overlord who would like to end me to be the ‘only mind controller alive’ or something like that. And maybe I could ask him more about himself.

“It’s okay, I won’t mind. And you can even give me some tips!” He could help me a bit, since he was older than me.

“Yeah, don’t worry. We’ll have so much fun together, man!” He offered his hand for a shake, and I shook it.

Gary came out of the bathroom then, dressed in a flannel shirt with a tank top underneath and some jeans. He seemed surprised to see the other mind controller again so soon.

“Uh… what’s going on?” My former classmate asked. I could notice the confusion on his voice.

I turned to him and said “Change of plans. Leo’s coming with us!”.

I still suspected the other guy would be out to get my friend-slaves, but if that turned out to be the case, I wouldn’t hesitate in starting a war of mind controllers.

…That sounded way better on my head, and he was older than me. But I may have tricks up my sleeve!

Gary just nodded and mumbled a “Oh, cool” Before going back to grabbing his stuff.

He probably wanted to avoid being on the same room as Leo, after almost going under yesterday. I should ask him about it later, or via the mind link to talk normally without being afraid of Leo hearing us.

This was a big game changer. I won’t lie, I’m afraid of this whole ordeal. But he didn’t give me reasons to not trust him yet, so I could be friendly with him.

After Gary was ready, the three of us went to the street. I wondered if Leo was living nearby, since he arrived really quickly. He was really excited yesterday, so I don’t think he’ll be off our butts for a while.

“I parked on the building’s parking lot, let me go get my car” Gary told me, before Leo put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

“No need! I’ll drive today, guys!” The guy said, as he pulled out his car keys and walked away. We decided to follow him, then Leo entered in a convertible.

A blue, almost new and nice-looking car.

“Woah dude, this is your car?!” Garrett said, surprised. I didn’t know much about cars to be surprised about it, but it seemed pretty expensive.

After yesterday’s chat, I wondered if he bought it or used his mind control powers to get it.

 He probably had a reliable source of money by now, though. He told me he got his powers at senior year too, but he seemed almost 30. That’s a lot of time since he got them.

“Impressed? C’mon in and tell me where to go, dudes” Said the older guy. We did as told and got in.

Needless to say, I already had an idea for today’s catch. A swimming coach I’ve heard from my college team.

The guys told me he’s a great coach, but that he refused the faculty’s offer to work with our team. He had “better opportunities” apparently. And well, that’s going to change.

From what I’ve seen on his social media (I feel like a creep after saying that), he was going to be at the public pool today. The plan was to go, tell him about the sports club, then use my powers because there was no way he was going to help me normally.

I liked to think it was for a better cause. The sports club was really a nice ambient, full of friendly people I didn’t want to interact with because of my social anxiety.

And… having a bunch of sexy coach slaves helping me set it back on track would be amazing, honestly.

I told Leo the direction we were going today, and he got to drive. I decided to ask him a bit more about himself on the way to the pool.

“May I ask you something?” a bit too formal, he even chuckled at me.

But, he gave me a nod and said “Go ahead, mate”.

I tried to think the ones that called the most of my curiosity, and asked “I guess we don’t have the same powers, because… what was that thing with your eyes you tried to do yesterday, with Gary?”

He slowed down the car, probably to focus on the conversation. “Uh, you don’t have it? I could show you later, but it’s actually pretty useful. As you may know, people can’t resist our speech mind control. But I can help them go under a relaxed state just by staring straight in their eyes.” He looked at Gary for a bit, who was too concentrated on watching the buildings as we passed by. “Didn’t work on your guy for some reason”

“Do you know why is that?”

He smiled “I was hoping you could answer that. Maybe you have some other power that I don’t?”

I noticed we were about to arrive, so I said “I may be able to show you in a bit”

He laughed “Low blow, man!”

He parked in front of the building.

It seemed like a simple place, for a guy like Chris Wright at least. The guy was known for being kind of a jerk on social media, but he was still pretty hot and that gave him free way to act like a jerk and be very well-known.

Besides, he wasn’t going to remain as a jerk for too long, anyway.

The outside of the building looked like a simple blue wall with some glass doors, and no windows. After we got out of the car, Gary offered me his arm, like some kind of gentleman.

I crossed mine with his, like some kind of couple. Benefits of an open relationship, I didn’t feel bad about being really close to Gary.

Leo whistled behind us. “You two look good together”

I blushed a bit, and Gary smiled. He was clearly enjoying it. Reminded me of the first year with powers. Gary being with me almost every time I enslaved a new guy.

My fellow mind controller caught up with us and we entered together to the building.

A nice reception waited for us inside, as there was a girl near my age –probably older, actually- doing some paperwork on her desk. She was dressed in a bath suit, like she was ready to stop doing her paperwork and just jump to the pool, which seemed to be on the other room.

“Hi!” The girl said, as she noticed the three of us looking around the place. “I haven’t seen you around, new here? Let me prepare some registration forms for you, guys!”

I was about to answer, asking if we needed to pay a fee to enter to the pool or fill up a basic membership formulary.

Leo put a hand in my way and started speaking instead of me, and if he did that again I would bite his hand.

“We’re already members. You’ve seen us a lot of times before” He started, doing his eye fixation thing on her. “You want to tell us where Chris Wright is”

Alright, if that’s how I look when using my verbal mind control, I feel very embarrassed.

I could tell he was using his powers, I felt the commanding tone of his voice, compelling. It didn’t affect me, I just felt it.

Gary shook my shoulders a bit, trying to ease me. He was nervous too.

He was the first one to find out about another mind controller, and feel the power of his words without it even affecting him.

The girl’s eyes glazed over, as she mumbled in a monotone voice “Back at the pool… He arrived an hour ago…”

Since Leo interrupted me first, I decided it would be fair for me to do the same thing. As he was about to speak again, I started to talk over him.

“Thanks so much. Once I snap my fingers, you will wake up feeling amazing, and… are you a student? You seem my age” She nodded slowly, still in a dazed state “Great, you will also find studying really easy. Like, you will get into a really focused state when you want to study, understood?”

She nodded again. I smiled and snapped my fingers in front of her. Emotion returned to her face as she snapped out of the mind control.

I turned to Leo, frowning. “That’s how it’s done, not randomly mind controlling people just because you can”

“That’s so kind of you” He said in a sarcastic tone. “Funny actually, since you want to enslave this guy to complete this plan who won’t really benefit anyone-”

“You can go, if you don’t want to stay. I mean it.” I didn’t want to act like an asshole, but if he was going to stay around only to complain, then I preferred being alone with Gary.

I quickly thought again about what just happened and said “Sorry, I didn’t intend to sound so-“

“It’s… alright! It’s nice to see you’re not a fairytale guy” What the hell? “It’s cool, nice to see someone shutting me up for once. You know, people is always ‘yes master’, ‘I will do what you say’ and stuff like that around me, since I got my powers. You forget about real human reactions when you can bend anyone to your will, man”

He shrugged, then changed the topic “But anyway, let’s move to the pool. I may be able to show you more tricks, if you want”

I had a bottle of special mix at my bag, so this should be easy. Just tell the guy to drink the thing, reprogram him a little once the mind link is settled, then go back home and enjoy the rest of my free day.

We went further inside, passing through the almost empty locker room. I thought it would be good to change into swimming shorts, but Leo had other plans.

He crossed the locker room pretty fast, as Gary and I tried to caught up to him. Was he excited for something?

As we went into the pool area, I noticed it wasn’t as crowded as I expected. The day was somewhat cold, so that could explain it.

I looked around, and saw Leo walking towards our objective. Chris Wright.

The man had tanned skin, and blonde hair. It was somewhat hidden by his swim cap, though. He was only wearing some blue swimming trunks, and had a plastic whistle hanging from a cord around his neck.

His body was pretty athletic. Not as built as coach Peter’s, but that guy was like a bodybuilder. Chris, meanwhile, had broad shoulders and very defined abs. His pectorals were pretty nice too.

He was taller than me, but sort of the same height as Leo.

Speaking of which, was getting closer to the objective!

“Gary, stay here. Alright?” I told him at the entrance of the pool area.

“Yeah, bro!” He said moving aside the door and looking around at the big place. I liked this guy, he’s nice to have around.

But anyway, I started walking towards Chris and Leo, who seemed to be in a conversation already.

“-I’ll make it pretty fast alright? Just stand there and don’t move” Leo said to the swimmer, who seemed to be done with his shit already, but he had to obey.

“What the hell are… you…” Chris started to say, but he quickly nodded and did as he was told.

Chris’ arms dropped to his side when his eyes’ glazed over, and then he froze in place.

“What are you doing? There’s people in here and I just had to give him the drink” I said. This guy was starting to get annoying.

“Relax. Just showing you another trick.” He explained “We already did the eye fixation part you saw yesterday, and now I have a kind of… link, with his mind. It’s not permanent, but he’s my dancing puppet for as long as it lasts”

Wait… his mind links aren’t permanent?

That wouldn’t make much of a difference though, since once the subject is reprogrammed, he would do whatever Leo told them to do, and think it was their own wish to do that.

Honestly, having permanent mind links was cooler. But that’s just my opinion.

“The guy is a dick. Was about to ignore me until I grabbed him by the shoulder” My fellow mind controller said “But anyway, I’ll teach you one of my favorite methods of enslavement, pay attention”

I wanted to stop him, but another part of me was really curious. It was REALLY easy to do, just giving him the bottle and set the mind link with me.

But… if his powers didn’t work on Gary, I kind of assumed it was because of my mind link with him. Leo settled a temporary mind link with this guy already, and I think my powers wouldn’t work until his mind link has faded.

“Alright, go ahead” I answered, and folded my arms.

He clapped his hands, before looking back at the dazed man in front of us. The few other guys at the pool paid no attention to us, surprisingly.

But if anything happened, a quick memory wipe of the last ten minutes would do the trick, right?

I shifted my attention to Leo, as I noticed he started speaking again.

“Now” Leo said to Chris, as he reached out to him and started to feel up the athlete’s body “Feel my hands melting down your personality and pride, turning it into mindless obedience. Just feel your free will turn into putty in my hands as I take hold of you completely…”

The coach just nodded, his blank face staring straight at him.

I was hoping Leo made a backup of his main personality with his temporary mind link, just basic safety stuff.

I looked back at Gary, who was staring at us. He gave me a thumbs up and winked. It made me smile, hah.

The others guys were pretty much ignoring us at this point. There was no way they wouldn’t notice a pair of weirdos, one feeling up a mind controlled well-known swimming coach, and the other just standing beside them like nothing weird was happening.

Chris’ mouth went slack, and a bit of drool started to drip from it.

My anxiety got the best of me, and I asked Leo as he kept massaging the coach’s biceps.

“Did you… Did you make a backup personality of him?”

“Excuse me?” He asked. Fuck, don’t tell me that he didn’t do that.

“A backup personality. Like, push his main self to the back of his mind before toying around with him.”

“Never did that before”

I stared at him, feeling my stomach heavier with each second. I frowned at his careless attitude. “Are you serious? Please tell me you’re joking”

He shook his head, as if not knowing what was I talking about. He also stopped his little induction thingie and took a step back from the guy, looking a bit preoccupied.

“It’s not so bad… I mean,” He looked at the enslaved guy “Hey. Flex for us”

Chris did that, flexing both of his arms. Leo smiled “See? Now Chris, jump back to the pool”

But the swimmer didn’t move at all.

“Chris?” Repeated Leo, before moving his hand in front of his face “Remember who you are?”

The now mindless Chris shook his head, the drip of saliva moving with his head and it was a bit disgusting.

Leo mumbled “Uh oh, I hate when this happens” as I was almost going to freak out.

“Alright, let’s not panic.” I said, grabbing my head with my hands, a bit in despair.

‘The golden rule, the golden rule, the golden rule’ was the only thing I could think about. “You, break your mind link with him as I go get his registration form”

Leo remained silent and nodded, getting in front of the mindless coach as I went towards the pool’s entrance. I assumed he wanted to make up for his mistake and see how I tried to fix it.

“Is everything alright, bro?” Gary asked me as I passed by pretty quickly, and followed me back at the reception.

“Yeah- Kind of- Not at all” I mumbled. I walked up to the receptionist girl from before, and with power on my words I said “Quick, give me Chris Wright’s registration form”

Her eyes glazed over again. I know I just said a few minutes ago that we shouldn’t use our powers to mind control innocent people randomly. 

But this was an emergency!

She went to the lower part of the desk and checked a file cabinet. A few seconds later, the registration form was in my hands.

I snapped her out of the trance before going again into the pool area.

I wondered how someone like Leo could be so irresponsible, wasn’t he older than me?! He had way more experience than I had with the mind control powers!

Unless… This was his modus operandi.

He didn’t have a golden rule, like I had. Maybe he just used people like puppets for his fun?

No, that can’t be right.

…I’ll ask him later; it may actually make sense. When things calm down, of course. My anxiety levels were going higher with each second, and I just cared about helping Chris.

I walked up to the pair, with Gary following me this time.

“Done” Leo said “No more mind link with the guy. What are you going to do with that?”

“What do you think? Making up a new personality” I opened the file and said out loud “Okay, can you hear me?” I said to the coach, and he nodded. If I used names, he wouldn’t recognize the commands, I had to return him his identity first.

“Good. Repeat after me: Your name is Christopher Andrew Wright”

“Name is… Christopher Andrew Wright…” He repeated.

“You are a well-known swimmer, who also coaches Seaside College’s swimming team”

“I’m a well-known swimmer… I coach Seaside College’s… swimming team…”

This was working. Perfect.

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I remained silent during the whole trip back to my place.

Leo sometimes said stuff, but I think he got the message and stopped trying to chat after a while.

Needless to say, I was angry. Mostly at Leo, of course. I would calm down after a while, probably in a few days we’ll just laugh about this, right?

He broke the golden rule. On his defense, he might not know that it existed at all. I don’t know how he used his powers usually, or if he cared at all about the consequences they may have on mind control victims’ lives.

‘Don’t fuck up anyone’s lives’

I did manage to return the swimmer’s memories and personality back to him. Even the being a dick part. It’s what he was, after all. We toyed a lot with him for today.

I gave him the special mix, after he was up and going, and just gave him my number after that.

I would continue with the ‘reprogramming’ by myself, without any extra charades.

Gary was just sitting on the back seat. Silent, like some child who misbehaved.

Truth is, he’s the only one from the trio who didn’t do anything wrong today.

We got off Leo’s car, as he said “Sorry for today. It wasn’t my intention… but yeah, call me later, man”

His British accent was still a bit funny, to be honest. 

I waved a goodbye to Leo as he drove away.

“I think he’s nice, bro. I liked to see you both in action like some kind of dynamic duet” Gary said, as he waved at the guy “Reminds me of you and I”

I chuckled “Let’s not talk about what happened. Please, let’s just not”. 

Gary nodded, and walked into the building. We took the stairs up to my place. I decided to leave the topic there, I wasn’t feeling good.

Mike was at the couch, and he smiled when he saw me “Evening, bro. How was work today?” Until he noticed Gary was still with me. 

He just gave him a nod but Gary played dumb and looked away. God, they’re childish. I wanted to laugh, but I also wanted to know what was this all about.

“Alright, you two on the couch. We’re having a therapy session hosted by everyone’s favorite master” They looked puzzled “It’s not that difficult, I’m talking about me- But alright, c’mon!”

I grabbed Gary by his arm and we walked together to the couch. I grabbed a chair from the kitchen and placed it in front of the couch, that way I would have a good look at both guys as I helped them overcome this.

Although, I didn’t have the energy nor the mindset to deal with them today.

“Why do you want us to do… couple therapy?” Mike asked, he was as confused as Gary was.

“Because, I can’t just stand here watching my boyfriend and my friend about to beat each other up every time you both are in the same room. So, we’re going to talk about it, right now” 

‘And I want to do something right today, just one thing!’

I sat in front of them. “Alright, who wants to start?”

The pair remained silent, and rolled their eyes. They were more similar than I expected, now that I noticed it. In personality, I mean. And their fucking man pride.

“I choose, okay. Mike, why don’t you start with what do you dislike about Gary?” I said. “And remember, I want you both to be completely sincere right now”

My quarterback’s eyes glazed over for a second, before he sighed and looked at me. “It’s because of all the high school stuff, bro. He dedicated himself to make you suffer just for the sake of it and never stopped until after you’ve got your powers.”

He seemed a bit… anxious. “It’s okay that you forgave him, that was your call. But I don’t like people who used to bully my friends, I guess”

I nodded “Well, as nice as that is for our friendship, I don’t think it’s healthy for you to hold grudges after an incident that happened over two years ago”

‘Especially since you weren’t the one who suffered from it, but let’s skip that little detail’ I thought. My anxiety was making me think pretty rough stuff, apparently.

I’ve already forgave both guys, and I was happy with how everything turned out. It was time for them to move on, I guess.

But first, got to hear Gary’s reason.

I looked at my previous bully, waiting for him to speak.

He scratched the back of his head, as he nervously looked to the floor “I… I actually don’t have a problem with you, bro. I thought we were making a fun, romantic rivalry for…” He motioned at me with his hand. “Like, I saw you as my rival, but that’s all. I don’t have anything else to tell”

I blushed, of course. And he continued “But, since that doesn’t seem to be the case… I’m not intending to stand here as I’m being shit talked by some mediocre quarterback” Ouch.

Before things got any more heated up, I spoke up. “Alright. You two are going to make up and forgive each other, understood? You are bros, make out and be friendly to each… other…”

Did I… Did I really say ‘make out’ instead of ‘make up’?

Fuck, I hope they didn’t notice.

Mike and Gary smiled at each other, then slapped hands. “All good, bro?” asked the latter.

My boyfriend nodded “All good, bro”. Everything good so far.

It was nice seeing the pair together, and not wanting to kill each other anymore.

Mike smiled at Gary, who returned the smile, before they leaned in and started making out. I covered my mouth with my hands, a bit embarrassed with my little mistake, but nothing serious at all.

I was glad they weren’t fighting anymore, though. And this little moment was a nice distraction from what happened today.

Sadly, their bromance would have to wait for another visit. Gary had to go back to his college now, or else he would be off the team. He took many risks by skipping some of his football practices and classes.

The rest of my day was just laying around on the couch, staring at my phone. Or being in bed and watching a lot of TV. I honestly didn’t want to do anything. I was just too focused on my thoughts.

I had to ask Leo about that, the golden rule thing. I was scared that he may not have it, and if I made him angry enough, he would go in a rampage against me.

“Hey…” Mike came up to me after a while of watching me mourning myself. “Something’s wrong, what is it?”

I looked at the big guy as he laid in bed beside me, hugging me.

“You promise you won’t get mad?”

“Even if I wanted to, I love you too much to ensure I won’t be mad at you” He smiled, and gave me a smooch on the cheek. “C’mon bro. Spill the beans”

I sighed “We kind of fucked up today.” He raised an eyebrow “Leo came with us and… completely erased the coach I wanted to get for the sports club” 

Mike opened his eyes in surprise, but before he could talk, I said “But I did restore him back to normal! Used his registration form as reference and restored his previous personality and memories with the help of that, and some knowledge from his social media”

He remained silent, and pulled me in to cuddle together. “Well… You did fix it. And you’re telling me that Leo is the one who did things wrong, not you” 

He kissed me again “C’mon bro, you don’t have to blame yourself, you’re the one who fixed him, not the one who ‘broke’ him. It’s still amazing that you’re trying to help out with your powers. Take the guy as an example about what you shouldn’t do, a’ight?”

Another kiss, I felt kind of better now. He was right, it wasn’t my fault at all. I felt even better after recognizing i’m the one who helped fix the mess he causes.

“Thanks Mike” I mumbled, laying my head on his chest. I loved this guy.

“Anytime, babe. Anytime.”

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Hiii~~~ I was wondering if I could request something for Bubba and/or Michael with a s/o who’s just a cinnamon roll? Like they’re just so in love, affectionate, and sweet with the bois, maybe even in a cheesy way? (matching bracelets, baking for them, standing on their feet while slow dancing, Eskimo kisses, etc.) I hope your day/night is great! Thank you so much~~~

Aww, thank you so much dearie! I hope you have an amazing day/night as well! I found this request so adorable! I just had to do this for both boys! 💖💖💖

Bubba Sawyer

This boy is just head over heals for you! He finally has someone who is kind and gentle with him. He loves you to the moon and back! He just can’t believe that he has someone who just cares so deeply about him.

He honestly loves all the little gifts you give to him! He wears them all day everyday just to show you how much he loves and appreciates them, in return for the lovely gesture, he makes you lil’ trinkets and jewelery made out of shiny rocks or teeth/bones that he finds around the farm. Just loves seeing you wearing them! It makes his day.

Whenever you mention baking , he just drops everything he’s holding to help you out, whether it’s chopping up some meat or working around the farm, he just runs over to help you out, sometimes Drayton gets pissed off that Bubba is slacking off, but if it’s to help you or just to spend some time with you then maybe he’ll cut him some slack (Just save some baked goods for him, just in case). When baking he’ll get all the ingredients that you need, and help out with mixing it all in the bowl. After the mixture is done he’d want you to try out the batter to see if it’s alright, maybe for him to have a little taste too! After everything’s done you two would just sit down and enjoy all the goodies that you made.

When it comes to dancing, Bubba has a few tricks up his sleeve. May not be the best dancer out there but he tries, it’s the thought that counts! When you two are dancing he honestly doesn’t mind you stepping on his feet, he finds it absolutely adorable! Though you might want to watch out too, he may step on your feet as well, on accident! He’s very sorry when it happens.

Bubba just loves giving Eskimo kisses! He thinks they’re a really cute form of affection . Aside from Eskimo kisses, this man just loves every type of kiss out there! Nose kisses, forehead kisses, neck kisses, cheek kisses and his favorite, lip kisses, he just loves them all. Though his favorite are lip kisses, especially in the morning. 😘

Sometimes Bubba just can’t believe how someone like him managed to be with someone like you! He truly believes he’s the luckiest man alive since you came along in his life. He’ll shower you with love every chance he has, you just mean so much to him!

Michael Myers

Michael here is a tough nut to crack. He’s not a lovey dovey kind of person, so you’ll be the one giving most of the physical affection here, that isn’t to say that Michael doesn’t care for you, cause he does, he just kinda has a hard time portraying any sort of emotion. He does though show his appreciation for you through gifts (dead things left at your doorstep), letting you live another day, and sometimes allowing you to smother him with affection or smothering you when asked.

If you make him a bracelet, I’m sure he’ll wear it everyday, but he won’t ever let you know that. Whenever he’s out on a kill or you’re out doing your own thing, he’ll fiddle and gaze at the bracelet, thinking about coming back to you as soon as possible or about when you’ll be back, so you can scold him for being all bloody and bringing his muddy shoes into the house. He just loves seeing you all mad and stuff, he thinks you look adorable.

Michael has no idea how to bake, let alone cook anything. He honestly only knows how to turn on a microwave probably. So when you mention the idea of baking, he’s absolutely lost. He doesn’t know how to measure the right amount, how to rightfully stir the mix or even how to pour it in the mold. He wont help out cause he thinks that he’ll mess everything up. So because of this, you’ll have to tell him what to do exactly and guide him through every step. Once he understands most of the things that he has to do, then he’ll be more willing to help in the future. Just be careful and keep an eye on him, you don’t want him to burn down the house.

Dancing is another issue, Mikey here doesn’t know how to move with the groove. He’s stiffer than a surfboard and has two left feet. On top of that, he honestly wouldn’t even want to dance, he thinks it’s really stupid and a complete waste of time. It’ll take take weeks of pleading and a lot of bribing to get this man to event try to dance. If he does end up giving in, then cheers to that! 🥂 Just don’t complain if he ends up stepping on your feet and/or trips a couple of times.

Michael doesn’t mind receiving Eskimo kisses or any kiss for that matter. He doesn’t know what to do while doing them though, but he likes the gesture nonetheless. As I mentioned earlier, Michael doesn’t give physical affection that much, but if you ask nicely, he might indulge you with some smooches. You just need to pester him from time to time for him to do it.

You may not know it, but Michael feels very lucky to have you by his side. He feels as though, he finally has someone who understands him, who cares and looks out for him. Someone who accepts him just the way that he is, and he’s very proud to call you his s/o.

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James Potter

james potter. gryffindor. sixth year. quidditch captain. chaser. pureblood.

out of character info

Name/Alias: Samantha Pronouns: she/her Age: 25 Timezone: est Activity:  5-8 Triggers: no kiddie shit or stuff with animals >:( Password: always Character that you’re applying for:  James Potter Faceclaim:  Mikey Murphy Favourite ships for your character: Jily, but until that, James is free for the flirting and the smooching

in character info

Full name: James Potter Birthday:  March 17th Sexuality, gender, pronouns:  bisexual, heteroromantic, not that James knows what any of that is Age: 16

Wizarding World Info

House: Gryffindor Year: Sixth Wand: Mahogany, 11″, thunderbird tail feather Boggart: dead family and friends Patronus: Stag Quidditch Team: Captain & chaser Classes: transfiguration. charms. potions. history of magic. defence against the dark arts. herbology. muggle studies. arithmancy. Clubs: Potions Club, Dueling Club

Detailed Info

Appearance: James is a scruffy looking character, despite his wealth and his pureblood status. He’s spoiled by nature and nurture, so while his robes and other clothes come from fine designers who are eager to dress the Potter family, he often wears them not properly put together. His uniform tie is usually undone, his dress shirt untucked from his trousers. The lone Potter son has mastered the art of how to look like you don’t care, simply because he doesn’t. His hair is already uncontrollable, after all, no matter how much Sleekeazy his parents had used on his head as a child. So James matches that with his fashion sense, aiming to look effortlessly cool while putting in minimal effort. 

It often works in his favour, though perhaps it’s less about his rough and tough (so he thinks) exterior and more the charming grin that’s often on his face. It reaches to his eyes, and James can nearly always be seen with a smile on his face. While his attitude is arrogant and pompous, many overlook it due to his carefree body language and charming smile. 

Fashion sense and mannerism aside, James is fairly tall, just barely brushing past the six foot mark. He intends to keep growing, of course. He’s only sixteen, he’s got his whole life ahead of him. As well, James is slender, built well for his position as a seeker on the Gryffindor quidditch team. Because of practice, doing laps and other exercises to keep his arms, core and legs strong to stay on the broom, he’s a pretty fit lad. He’s not ripped, by any means. There’s not much sense when you’re not a beater, after all. But he’s toned, enough to admire himself in the mirrors when he’s feeling particularly full of himself. In such mirrors, James also likes to fluff up the unruly brown hair atop his head. It’s a mess of waves, and on occasion will fade lighter if his summers are spent on holidays or out in the sun. 

Overall, James considers himself to be an attractive bloke. One of the better ones as far as he’s concerned. But, as Lily’s told him, taste is subjective. (And, she says, she has some, and James isn’t it.)

Personality: Arrogant, pompous, bullheaded. There are many a things about James Potter that could be negative. However, James likes to think of himself not as any of those things. Confident. Proud. Committed. Whatever negative thing about James you have to say, he has a way of turning it to see the positives, even if what you think may be negative. Where an outsider who doesn’t know James may think that he’s boisterous or spoiled, James will turn around and explain that he’s not those things. He’s... energetic. He’s privileged. A lot of this comes from his parents, both Fleamont “Monty” Potter and his wife, Euphemia (or Effie for short) spending all of his upbringing coddling him.

James was a welcomed surprise, after all. His well to due parents didn’t discipline him much, simply falling prey to the charm James had when he came from the womb. He’s bright eyed and full of life, after all. It’s hard to discipline a child who not only has been told he can do no wrong, but who he himself can’t see if he’s done wrong either. 

This leads to complications, of course. James is completely and utterly hopeless when it comes to learning lessons. Detentions offer nothing to him, nor do they really for any of his friends. 

Aside from his overall spoild brat-ness, James can be quite the sweetheart. He’s full of love, and is capable of giving it to almost everyone. A foulweather friend to strangers, James will appear when you’re down in the dumps and go to great lengths to cheer you up, especially if you’ve got a pretty face and a good laugh. While some don’t get this treatment(i.e. Severus, of course), most anyone can experience it. 

As well, James is a bright young man, especially when he uses his energy to apply himself. He’s capable of being a great wizard, as evidenced by various pranks and duels that have landed him and his friends in trouble on many occasion. The problem, his professors say, is that he rarely uses that energy and passion on his school work. 

While James is more than capable of showering those in love and affection, as he was as a child, he’s also a vicious boy. When you’ve wronged him, he’ll never forget it. It explains why his feud with Severus is destined to be lifelong. That, and he’s a bit of a jealous boy. He’s used to getting what he wants, and in the event of, for example, taking a person he wants close to him? Well, James won’t take too kindly and you’ll likely be the butt of much teasing, if not worse. 

Very few people can successfully scold him. Both his mother and father are incapable of doing so, they see no wrong, only their perfect boy. Some who can? Remus Lupin, one of his closest friends who may as well be family. Lily Evans, the love of his life since he had first seen her firey red hair on the boats to the castle in first year. Another being Albus Dumbledore, who has never failed to make James truly think about his actions when he’s being reprimanded by the headmaster. 

History:  Born to Euphemia and Fleamont Potter, James is an only child, and a spoiled one at that. Due to conception at such an age, Euphemia and Fleamont both never had the energy nor care to spend James’ childhood disciplining him. He was a very welcomed, and very loved surprise and both his parents never felt the need to give him any negative parenting. As far as both Potters were concerned, James was an angel, albeit a fireball. 

He amused them with his wild, childhood antics, and overall was a good child for the first eleven years of his life. His closest relationship was with his parents, respecting and adoring them above all else. 

It wasn’t until Hogwarts when James started to develop into the arrogant young man he currently is. He enjoyed the attention that he got, and had little to no trouble quickly becoming popular amongst his peers. Attached at the hip with Sirius Black from day one, the two quickly became some of the favourite students at Hogwarts. Adding in Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew to their social circle only improved their social standing, along with the antics and pranks they started to pull. 

Class clowns, they were called, and James fed off the approval and laughter. Ego growing more and more every day as the attention on him grew. As far as social ranking went, James climbed quickly with his friends, who were quickly called the Marauders. 

As the years went on, James developed more into a young man that everyone wanted to be, be with, or befriend. A quidditch star, a student who challenged his professors and the authorties, who had no problem putting some of the naff students in their place. James had money, blood purity, a good family, an excellent group of friends. With good grades, a charming smile, and a personality that could get anyone (with the exception of a select few), it was no wonder. 

In fifth year is when his ego reached its peak. He and his friends had finally become animagi (a stag, for himself), and his and his friends pull with the other students had him in an ongoing, showoffy feud with Severus Snape and several of the other Slytherins. He had little qualms in teasing, using Snapes own spells against him, humiliating the greasy little git. 

As anything that comes to a peak, his ego has currently been on the downward. Between dragging Snape from the willow to make sure the gobshite didn’t kick the bucket, and Lily putting him in his place despite Snivellus calling her a mudblood, James’ personality has begun to mature. He intends to do better on his NEWTs than he had on his owls, and has made a pact to study a bit more, and fool around a bit less.

But with friends like Sirius, Remus and Peter, and the constant need to impress those around him, whose to say it’ll stay that way?

Sample paragraph:  "She’ll say yes this year, mate. I’ll put a wager on it, even,” James grinned, fluffing up the bouquet of roses he held in his hands. He had a reservation at the tea shop in Hogsmede, like he had made every year since his first. On the table lay a large, heart shaped box of chocolates and a charmed card to sing a love ballad preformed by himself and Sirius. Every year, James offered flowers and chocolates to Lily Evans, asking her to accompany him on a date to town and to be his Valentine.

Every year, Lily said no.

But this year? This was going to be different. He could feel it. Lily had been less hostile the last few months, even so much as cracking a smile at a joke he had made in their charms class when they’d been partnered together last week. “She’s into me, mate. She’s just trying to play it cool.” James insisted, looking down the table in the great hall to see the girl chatting happily to Marlene. 

“Good luck, you big twit,” Sirius said, a look of fondness on his face as he reached over to fluff James’ hair up. James stood after, gathering the chocolates and tables in hand before giving a playful bow. “Gentlemen, a lady awaits my proposal,” he nodded, tipping an invisible hat on his head and getting an eyeroll from Remus on the otherside of the table. 

As he turned, he could hear the three of his mates placing various bets. Ten galleons if Lily kicked or hexed him, apparently. 

Good to know they believed in him. But James would show them. 

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Headcanons: 

• James has been infatuated with Lily since the first time he saw her. • He’s got a lovely barn owl named Rapier  • Loves muggle disco music Anything of importance: Nope