Platonic Prongsfoot - Blog Posts

In another world I think James Potter and Sirius Black started the ‘would you love me if I was a worm?’ trend by asking the question then transfiguring pictures of themselves into one. I can’t even explain my reasoning behind this, it just makes a stupid amount of sense to me.

Padfoot and Prongs (art by me - A.O.C 2/17/25)

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Applying random stuff me or people around me said in marauders quotes²

*after a whole day in hogsmead*

Sirius: how much of an asshole would i be if i spent my mother's money on cigarettes rn

James: use the money to eat something dude, nicotine is not food

Sirius: yea but sometimes, one flavoured cigarette can be dinner

James: no it cant

Remus: ur right

James: thank you!

Remus: for it to be a proper dinner, it would have to be the whole pack

James: guys nO-

mmmmmm platonic prongsfoot and platonic moonwater paired with romantic jegulus and wolfstar.....

Some prongsfoot.

First time drawing james too :)

James and Sirius are both kind, but in different ways.

James is sweet and kind. He’s loud and makes it known that he’s a nice person (not necessary on purpose, it’s just how he is). He’s all for grand gestures and big moments.

Sirius is stoic and kind. He does little things for people without even expecting them to know it was him. He fixes things and helps out without making a big deal about it, and people only really notice when their oven is actually getting to temperature or their bathroom door no longer squeaks.

James starts fights, Sirius ends them.

James calls the shots, Sirius does the shooting.

James makes the enemy, Sirius holds the grudge.

James Potter who knows how to take care of long hair. He learned how to properly section and brush it, how to braid, how to make a bun, how to trim split ends, how to pick the right products, how to clean it, how to take care of curls, all of it. Lily doesn’t understand— his hair is constantly a mess and he only uses high-end product because his dad makes it. Then, she walks into the dorm towards the end of seventh year to see him sitting on a bed, a very disheveled Sirius in front of him, slouching and half-dead looking, while James gently brushes out his freshly-washed, mid-back length hair.

James, being the amazing friend and brother he is, learned how to take care of hair because he knows how much Sirius’ hair means to him, but he gets depressed sometimes and can’t do it, himself.