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peteyypettigrew · 3 months
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“soft boy Remus-“ *gunshots*
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jimmyspades · 1 month
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Jimmy’s yearbook photo circa 1977, around the time he dropped out
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serpentssstuff · 10 months
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remus: sweet dog you got there.
police: yep. our new drug sniffing dog.
remus: still training, then?
police: what do you mean?
remus:
remus: never mind.
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haveyoumetmythief · 3 months
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Considering letting my voice be heard
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onsunnyside · 1 year
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ok sonnyshine,,,,,,,,,, stoner!nerd bf jake jensen and his plug co-nerd james mace,,,,, hanging out with them, watching space documentary while high and cuddling and kisses and more
it's insane how you took my dreams before i even dreamt them and put them in my inbox 😳 THIS COULD LITERALLY BE AN AU, I LOVE IT SO MUCH (which is why it’s so long shh) !!
here we go !! your stoner nerd!boyfriend!Jake Jensen invites his plug co-nerd!James Mace over for some weed and space documentries:
🌟 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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A quiet giggle flutters from beside Mace as you bat away your boyfriend's wandering hands, "you're so handsy, daddy, did you miss me that much?"
Mace clears his throat, counting down in his head before standing up and gathering his things. All except the weed on the table, Jake hadn't paid for it but he's willing to lose the cash if it meant getting out of this hot and smokey dorm room before he started jerking off right on the damn couch.
"Where are you going, Mace?" Jake asks, directing your head to his neck. One of his hands on your hip and the other on your ass in the tightest, tiniest shorts Mace has ever seen.
"I, uhm... I've got a test tomorrow." He lies, the faint sound of your wet lips kissing Jake's neck seem louder than the narrator's voice.
"I thought you said you were free until Friday?" The blond frowns, easily reading Mace’s face, “C'mon, don't go so soon. We haven't hung out in so—" He's cut off by a groan, and curses under his breath, "—fuck, baby, we've still got company."
You giggle again, you were always so giggly when you were high, giggly and horny. "I know." You arch your back, peering over your shoulder at the brunet. "Don't go, Macey, I love when it's just the three of us."
He doesn't know if it was your puppy dog eyes, or your pretty pout, or the little wiggle of your ass, but he settles down on the couch again. This time, busying himself with lighting a half-finished joint so he doesn't have to watch you and Jake dry hump a foot away.
"Look at that shit—" the television displays a zoomed-out view of the solar system, all of the planets orbiting the sun, "how the hell is there so much space for all of that?" Jake slumps back, running his hands all over your body absentmindedly.
"It's called space, dummy."
"Oh, shut up." He swats your behind. Mace has long gotten used to Jake's obsession with you and touching you, hell, if he was your boyfriend, he'd be the same. "Mace, you still waiting to hear back from NASA for the internship?"
The brunet averts his gaze, exhaling slowly and watching the smoke float to the ceiling. "Actually, I already did. I got the acceptance email last week."
"Ah! Congrats!" You shout, grinning madly. "I knew you could do it, you're the smartest person I know." Jake clears his throat and you roll your eyes, "You're one of the smartest people I know. Isn’t he super smart, Jake?"
"Yeah, he is. Why don't you give him that reward we talked about?" A light appears behind your eyes but dims when you hesitate. Jake is quick to calm you down and presses a soft kiss to your cheek, "It's okay. Go on, baby."
In a relaxed daze, Mace watches you scoot over, and swing your leg over his. You settle in his lap, steadying yourself on his broad shoulders and he stiffens, choking out your name.
You shush him, "Before you came over, Jake said we could kiss a little..." You trail off, "said you've been really sad since you were dumped."
Under you, he's rigid. His thighs tense when you brush his bulge, ugh but could you blame him when you were moaning and whimpering while making out with Jake, literally right next to him? "Y-Yeah but, Jake, this is your girl—"
"I'm fine with it if she's fine with it." He snatches the spliff from Mace and reclines, taking a pull, "you deserve it, man. Your ex screwed you over big time, and you're still hung up on her.”
Jake is right. She did screw him over, by stealing his (drug-but-still) hard earned money and fleeing to who knows where.
Mace stares up at you with red-rimmed blue eyes, a vibrant cherry blooming from under his short stubble on his cheeks.
"I've always wondered if your lips were as soft as they look." You whisper, brushing your nose on his, "are you gonna help me find out, Macey?"
With half a breath, he surges up, slamming his lips against yours. It's wet and messy, full of everything he's ever felt for you but kept under wraps (for obvious reasons because crushing on his most loyal customer and best friend's girlfriend was asking for trouble). Your teeth clash and he growls into the kiss, tilting your head and slipping his tongue into your willing mouth.
Jake groans lowly, rubbing over the tent in his jeans, his eyes locked on you both. The documentary is forgotten for the sake of this—something you've talked about dozens of times.
Luckily, you two had a very healthy relationship, and could talk about anything and be unafraid of what kind of response you’d receive.
You knew everything about each other, from deepest fears to darkest fantasies. Openness, honesty, and vulnerability were important, and it took a while to get here, but you’ve both never been more comfortable and confident in a relationship.
It also helped that Jake knew about Mace's feelings about you from mere observation. Those longing looks and how he always smiled the brightest and laughed the loudest when you were around. He didn't need a 4.0 GPA to notice that his best friend wanted you (but he had a 4.0 GPA anyway and he was very proud of it).
Jake was in love, so he knew the signs of someone else falling in love. And Mace wasn't the best at hiding his feelings and desires either.
Your outstretched hand catches his attention and he goes to you like a moth to a flame. After taking the last pull from the joint, he discards it in the ashtray on the table. He waits for you, grunting at the string of saliva connecting your mouth to his best friend's.
Your eyes are as sparkly as the stars in the sky—and Jake knows this was a good idea.
He cups your cheek and presses his lips to yours, slowly exhaling into your mouth. Under you, Mace pants heavily, his fingers digging into your hips as he watches you two. You and Jake fit together perfectly, always have, and always will.
You pull away with a hum and with another rock of your hips, you capture Mace's agape mouth in a kiss. The smoke flows from you into him, igniting a fire he's extinguished time and time again, but now it can burn brightly, blinding all its witnesses.
He’s so fucking whipped, it’s almost pitiful when he chases after you, the smoke puffing from his pink, swollen lips. Sighing happily, you lean back with a cheeky smile, so effortlessly beautiful, they could look at you all day.
You’re both of their dreams incarnated, manifested into a living breathing human—or the weed was making them all sappy.
"Awh shit, we missed my favourite part! I love when they talk about Jupiter's moons! Europa is my baby."
"We'll rewind it, baby." Jake chuckles and pats your ass, glancing at his friend. "Mace, you staying the night for a rewatch?"
As if history were repeating itself, your mouth trails from his jaw to his neck. And he wonders how Jake even managed to speak with your teasing kisses sprinkling along his skin.
Your lips ghost his ear, “please stay, I want you to stay."
His heart swells and he clutches you a little tighter. "I'll stay." He gives in without a beat, “I'll take the couch."
Jake scoffs, reaching for another spliff and the lighter. "Yeah right, we could all fit on the bed."
Before Mace could protest, his mind goes blank as your hands through his buzzed hair. "If you think we were just gonna kiss all night, you're in for a treat, Macey."
my thots are many… bc daddy!jake sharing you with his best friend Mace 😣 showing him how much of a slut you are, how much you love being told what to do, and how pretty you beg for a cock 😪 “you want us that bad, baby? You could do better than that. I wanna see you cry for it.”
This #underrated daddy party is opening my mind to so many tropes I love it
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sunflowerxthoughts · 10 months
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Dealer James who is too high to quit in the middle of sex... And ends up 'accidentally' peeing inside his girlfriend
You are just speechless. Because wbhy did you enjoy this? And hou two are so far gone and James has this dopey smile on his face and the fact that you didn’t say anything it’s enough to make him cum.
You have discussed this before but never actually gone further than bladder control so it feels new. Different. But not in an unpleasant way.
“Jamie?”
“Yeah?”
“Did you just-“
“Cum? Yeah baby.”
“No, no. The other things.”
“Sorry baby, it’s just- the weed was so good and you were so tight and I couldn’t help it.”
“I think I enjoyed it. A lot actually.”
“Naughty girl.” He has started kissing your neck again and it’s James so of course he is hard again so soon. Just before he gets to your tits he has an idea.” Let’s not change the sheets yet.”
“Huh?”
“I have an idea, wait here.”
Of course James has you drinking a whole bottle of water while he fingers you, cause he is ready to start experimenting with you soon.
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mea-laetitia · 5 months
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So I’m reviving my Jegulus Triwizard Tournament AU fic! I’m super excited about it I have big plans for it hehe the first chapter is up right now and here is a little preview of chapter 2. Enjoyyyy!
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The Marauders had never found it so easy to score weed than they had that night. Now that Sirius and Regulus were reunited, they had an almost unlimited supply. James couldn’t remember exactly when, but at some point Regulus had become the school’s unofficial weed dealer, growing batches under his bed with some strange magical lights as well as somewhere off in the forbidden forest that no one else was privy to. Until now, they had been fortunate enough to procure what little they had, albeit very rarely; Regulus had always favoured Remus for they had a shared love of muggle literature. Who knows how that was discovered, James never bothered to ask, but Remus would occasionally turn up after studying in the library with a telltale grin and a small black bag he had charmed to be void of smell. How he managed it, James didn’t care. As long as they had weed, he was happy, and now they were positively rolling in it and he was absolutely over the moon.
“Merlin bless your brother Sirius.” He sighed wistfully as he finished rolling up the fattest joint of his life.
They were sat in their usual smoke spot overlooking the Black Lake, the shared bounty between them was larger than it ever had been, and they had decided there was no better way to celebrate the commencement of their final year of school than to smoke in excess, something they had seldom been able to do before.
Peter’s own was several times smaller than the rest of theirs. He hadn’t smoked since fifth year, when he had horribly greened out and swore it off for the rest of his life. But Sirius was not about to let him miss this golden opportunity.
“What was the point in me reuniting with my brother if you’re just going to let it go to waste?”
James didn’t see fit to mention that it certainly wouldn’t have gone to waste if Peter didn’t join them. Peter high was a phenomenon he had sorely missed, for the boy would become a giggling mess and say some of the funniest things in the world that even while high James wasn’t sure his own mind could think of.
When they were all finished, they stuck their joints together in cheers and Remus used his wand to light them all at once.
“That is some good shit right there.” Sirius said proudly, relishing in exhaling his first puff.
Remus took another drag and peered at Peter with concern. “Okay so far Pete?”
The boy nodded almost too enthusiastically and took another puff that turned him into a coughing mess. James pat him roughly on the back a few times with a fond grin.
“Attaboy Wormy. More you cough the higher you get y’know?”
“That’s a total myth Prongs.” Remus rolled his eyes. “How would that even work?”
“It recycles it through your lungs.”
“Honestly listen to yourself mate.”
Five minutes later even Remus wasn’t making much sense. James leaned back against the tree they were sitting by, staring into the sky and wishing not for the first time that he was capable of taking his broom out for a fly right now, but any time he tried to form an intelligent string of thoughts he was reminded that that was most likely a terrible idea. The only downside of Peter’s newfound drug lust was that he could no longer take them each in turn for a fly on the back of his broom. Oh well.
“What’s even the difference between the stuff he grows outside versus under his bed?” James pondered aloud.
Sirius’ eyes were comically bloodshot. “I think the outside stuff he grows the muggle way, whereas the charmed lights and shit he uses for the inside weed makes it stronger. I think, he’s never actually told me.”
The four stared silently at the bank of the Lake as it lapped softly from whatever movement from a creature within stirred it.
“So what are we smoking right now?” Peter asked.
James examined his own joint as if he would be able to tell the difference just by looking. The ember at the end slowly devoured the weed, gradually making it smaller and smaller. He took a hasty drag so as not to allow it to all burn up.
“Muggle shit I reckon. He’s not been at Hogwarts long enough to have grown a proper batch of the good stuff yet. But he said the stuff he grew in the forest he just left there all summer, so I’ll bet he has an absolute motherload of it.”
The thought of Regulus tending to his plants makes James grin. He had never really pictured Regulus as being a person with his own life and hobbies, despite knowing for years that he had been doing this. But certainly, he must have been passionate about it enough to take the growing so seriously. James wonders what Regulus must be like when he smokes.
“He’s aggravatingly no different to when he’s sober.” Sirius replied, James hadn’t realized he wondered that question out loud. He thanks his good fortune that the sun has lowered enough by now that no one can see his burning face. Really, he shouldn’t care so much about his best friend’s twin, but the boy was fascinating to him, and now that he was allowed to mention him, he just couldn’t help himself.
“When did you smoke with Regulus?” Remus puzzled. “Surely your parents wouldn’t allow that under their roof?”
Sirius smirked. “When have my parent’s rules ever stopped me?”
“Fair.”
“Hey, the top of that tree looks like it’s flipping me off right now.” Peter pointed across the lake. “Is that just me?”
James laughed loudly and looked at the tree in question, which sat inoffensively still and very much was not flipping Peter off.
“You should go give it a piece of your mind mate. I wouldn’t let that slide.”
“I dunno, it looks pretty intimidating to me.” Remus grinned.
Sirius used his wand to relight his own joint and added. “Yeah Wormy be careful, you’re clearly on thin ice already.”
“What did I do to it?” Peter whined, throwing his head back in exasperation.
“Um, dude you’re literally smoking a fellow plant right now. That hash was probably it’s best friend.”
“WELL YOU’RE ALL SMOKING IT TOO!” Peter shouted defensively.
The other three laughed uproariously at their friend. Thank Merlin Peter was a stoner once again because James dearly missed fucking with him when he was high. After a few moments Peter cracked a grin and started to laugh as well, and even though James was utterly content he still couldn’t help the thought from creeping in that moments like these were in short supply now, a year from now they’d have to find a new smoke spot. Or maybe they’d all be separated doing different things with their lives.
James pushed the thought away, grateful that at least that was a year away. He could worry about that later. He took another drag and looked at his friends with a smile.
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Babs, Buster and a sled named Rosebud whoosh down the snow covered hillside, on this production cel, from a scene I animated for, the opening of “It’s a Wonderful Tiny Toons Christmas Special” 1992. 
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maraudersmary · 1 month
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dorcas meadowes headcanons <3
it’s about time i did the object of my affections
FIRSTLY i am so undecided on what house they’d be in (i don’t read much hogwarts stuff i prefer aus so it’s not something i really think about tbh) but i like both slytherin and gryffindor dorcas
really close with pandora (ravenclaw together?) it’s a friendship they never excepted and even fought it off at first but pandora was relentless and dorcas is forever grateful for that (think grumpy sunshine friendship)
THE most powerful witch of their age like voldy had to personally kill them?? what more do i have to say
they never died and lives happily with marlene and a kitten
due to this they have an academic rivalry with lily but they actually both love it and it motivates them to try their hardest even when it seems like a struggle. they soon bond over other things like muggle books and music, forming a real friendship
they became enamoured with marlene on the quidditch pitch, and through spending more time with her fell in love with the fire that burned so brightly in her.
became an auror, eventually progressing to being the chief of auror’s (or whatever the title for that is)
in a muggle universe they would have a powerful role in something creative; think top music producer, ceo of a gallery, tattoo artist with their own shop.
hates being called dorky or dorks unless it’s marlene or james for some reason
came out as non-binary at 19
likes to smoke weed but not with other people, a solitary smoker who uses it to reach their most creative self
the exception of this is of course pandora
didn’t want to join the war, but knew their power would be needed, and they couldn’t imagine a world where they let marlene fight and possibly die without doing everything in their power to prevent that
has a slightly strained relationship with mary, they are good friends and hang out all the time as a group, but mary and marlene’s past always sits in the back of dorcas’ mind
ignoring time periods… favourite music is velvet underground and nico, unknown mortal orchestra, LCD soundsystem, and big thief.
loves yorgos lanthimos
sees themself in many fictional characters, including but not limited to; spencer reid, spencer hastings, cristina yang, and emily prentiss.
can be emotionally avoidant, but works hard to be able to be present and honest for marlene.
both nostrils pierced and a vertical labret, likes to wear their hair in braids and matches rings in it with their other piercings (they are a gold person always). wears a LOT of bracelets and necklaces
struggles with their ambition, they see it as a positive force, but also like a burden as they often feel unhappy with their professional life when they’re not rising up the ranks fast enough.
despite this, they feel completely content and at peace with marlene and their little family (the friend group)
has a funny little friendship with remus. they don’t hang out very often just the two of them, but somehow seem to gravitate towards each other in group settings and dorcas innately trusts remus with a lot. their respective friendships with lily help this bond grow
so yeah, she is my girl fr <3
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thexoelove · 5 months
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90smovies · 1 year
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enbysiriusblack · 2 years
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if the marauders aren't nerdy, immature, annoying dorks, then i don't want them
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devonstring · 7 months
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Smoke it up 💨💨
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godzillafan122 · 1 year
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Anyone get this vibe listening to Inamorata by Metallica? Like that breakdown after the solo is beautiful. James legit sounds angelic, something I’d never describe Papa Het as.
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thatpinkkwitch · 2 months
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hey y’all, welcome! 💐🫶🏻
i’m a hellenic pagan witch and plant medicine advocate. this is my digital diary!!!
dni: homophobic, transphobic, racist, sexist, in any other way a bigot, a minor, super nsfw, etc.
interests/get to know me below!!
my favorite color is pink (could you tell??) but i love incorporating color in general to my life !!
my favorite book is little women! a few other favs are the haunting of hill house, the ballad of songbirds and snakes, my dark vanessa, or anything by natasha preston :)
i’ve been a taylor swift fan almost my whole life and my favorite band is summer salt!! i also love chappell roan, reneé rapp, and james and the shame!
baking & decorating baked goods has been my fav stress reliever since i was 12 years old :)
i’m chronically ill and just recently finally got my diagnosis after 6 long years of trying!! i’m in the beginning stages of figuring out management :)
my messages are always open to new friends!!
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onsunnyside · 1 year
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if u ever decide to write stoner!nerd bf jake jensen a full on story,,,,,, me thinks maybe gf was mace's roommate or neighbour?? and thats how jake and gf met (+ some extra classes they both take bc they r nerds) and maybe mace was in a relationship that time so reader didn't make any moves even tho she finds mace v cute hehe (i am the anon that send that promt! i was so smiley and giddy when i was reading it thank u thank u for writing!!! ((also can i be ♡.♡ anon?)))
ahh thank you so much for the prompt, I’m so glad you liked the drabble, I’m maybe a little dumbly in love with jensen and mace 🥰🫶 I wouldn’t mind writing a full story or making it into an au with a bunch of drabbles and thots !! (And yes you may !!)
oh I love that 🌚 Mace met you before Jake, but he was with his girlfriend at the time and very much committed to her. Despite finding him super funny, smart and cute, you didn’t try anything and respected his relationship, even attempting to befriend his gf (but she didn’t like you bc you were Mace’s dorm neighbour… and you were a girl…. yes she was one of them). Then Jake came along, he was sitting on the floor in the hallway and typing away on his laptop, “Are you waiting for someone?” Jake almost ignored you, too in the zone with his essay about extraterrestrial theories but then he saw you: in a white dress with a large stack of books in your arms and oh, you were so pretty, he practically drooled! it’s a shame Mace was on a trip with his girlfriend, or else he would’ve witnessed his best friend falling for his dorm neighbour 😫 from study dates in the library to smoking in his car, you two eventually ended up nearly fucking in the hallway when Mace returned 🫡
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