Introducing muggle cameras to James and him being excited to take pictures with reader π₯Ίπ₯Ί
oh goddddd when is it my turn
"One more, baby." James said to you, his eyes admiring you from the little square slot in the camera. "Good, smile for me. You look so good, pretty girl." He praises you, chuckling at your red cheeks.
"Jamie, c'mon. You've taken so many pictures of me you can practically cover our room in it." You tell him, walking over to where he was standing in front of you.
"Maybe that's what I was going for. It wouldn't look bad, y'know? These walls all stuck with little pictures of you, yeah I wouldn't be opposed to it." He grinned down at you, shaking the photograph in his hands.
You shook your head at him, bringing his chin down to meet you in a sweet kiss. James complies, letting you sway with him slowly. When the picture becomes clear, he smiles at you then kisses the square of the photograph. "My girl is absolutely perfect." He praises.
You can't help but bask in his conpliment, giggling lightly as you took the camera from his hands. "Let's go, the party's starting soon so we can't waste anymore time taking pictures." You reprimand him.
James takes the camera back from you, "We certainly can take a few more. I never want to forget this moment, baby. Come on, just a few pictures of us." He offers.
You can't turn down his offer, you never want to forget about this moment either. So you pull his hand toward your shared bed, sitting him down on the edge and climbing up his lap. You lean behind so your back meets his chest, your head slotting perfectly on the crook of his neck.
James directs the camera toward the both of you, counting down from 3 until the shutter sounds and the photograph slides out. There you are, both looking so cozy tangled in each other. James kisses you again, softly. "I love you so so much, pretty girl."
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Sirius: Holy shit! Is that the ocean?!
James: Yeah, Pads, that's the ocean.
Sirius: What's on the other side of it?
Lily: Europe.
Sirius: How long would it takeβ
Remus: Do not fucking try and swim to Europe. Do not.
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it's always "ur hot" but never "i'm mental about you"
Sirius: Remus, are you talking to yourself?
Remus: Yes
Remus: Itβs the only way to have an intelligent conversation in this damn house.
When days are hard, like today, than I just wish for someone to hold me tight and tell me it will be alright.
JAMES HELPIMG READER WHEN THEY ARE DOWN OR STRESSED ABOUT WORK
Iβm constantly thinking about this ππ»
You sat at your desk reading the notes in-front of you. You ran a hand through your hair because of how much stress you were under from school. That was when James walked into your dorm and saw you in distress.
βDarling? Whatβs wrong?β James asked you, crouching down beside you from where you were sitting. You turned to James with teary eyes.
βIβm gonna fail, Jamie. I canβt do this, Iβm not smart enough,β you almost cried.
James wrapped you in his arms quickly, soothing your hair and whispering sweet nothings in your ear.
βYouβre stressing my love, you need sleep okay? Letβs cuddle in bed, I got you,β he whispered.
Peter: What did you guys get in your yearbook?
Lily : 'Prettiest Smile'
James: 'Nicest Personality'
Sirius: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'
Remus: βLeast likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'