Gold Rush - Blog Posts

is that why I always feel like strutting everytime I listen to the queer master peice that is goldrush

I love that Karlie’s walk perfectly matching the Gold Rush beat is making the rounds on Twitter. The proof is undeniable.

(and so cute! Taylor is such a romantic.)

⊹₊⟡⋆𝓖𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓻𝓾𝓼𝓱, 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽-3 (𝓕𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓮) ⊹₊⟡⋆

Pairing: James Potter x fem!reader

Summary: It had been a month. You no longer saw James every where, and no matter how much you hated to admit it, you missed him gravely. A dramatic confession takes place in the great hall. Happy ending.

Warnings: Swearing, kissing and angst with a happy ending.

Author’s note: Heyhey, this is the FINAL part of the series. I hope ya’ll enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Comment to be added to the tag list, happy reading!

Update (5th may 2025) I changed the confession scene a bit to make it better. I didn’t like the previous one much. Xx

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Part 1 , Part 2

It had been a month. A month of guilt that settled deep in your stomach. Each tick of the clock echoed his absence. Your insides hurt, stained by choices you couldn't undo. His laughter haunted the quiet. You didn’t want to admit it, but oh how you missed his wit. Guilt sat heavy—unmoving, unforgiving, a shadow you couldn't escape.

You didn’t see James that often anymore ; he no longer lingered in the corridors, waiting for you to come around. He didn’t stalk you in the library anymore, you should have been happy- you could finally study in peace- but you weren’t. It felt so wrong; not being immersed by his presence.

Pushing aside thoughts of James, you made your way to detention with professor Slughorn. You had been skipping potions class, dreading working with James. I mean thats how it all started - Potion’s class. So, you decided to bunk it and just read from the textbook, you knew it wasn’t right but you hated confrontation. Obviously, when Slughorn found out, he gave you detention.

You made your way to the dungeons, the musky smell filling your lungs.

“Look who decided to finally join us, take a seat Ms. Y/L/N.” Slughorn greeted.

“You can work with him and sort the bats spleen and eels eyes.” The professor continued. Thats when you noticed another figure sitting in the class. His messy black hair looked longer than usual. Merlin’s sake, this cannot be happening. The universe is definitely punishing you. You made your way to James and let out a low “Hey.”

He looked up, but didn’t say anything, and just smiled.

Oh come on. Why was he being so modest. You wanted him to yell, to scream or to at least give you an annoyed look. Maybe then you would feel less guilty, but no. James Potter, being the man he was, remained respectful. You both sat in silence for half an hour, before James finally broke the tension.

“So, why did you get detention?” He asked.

“For not attending any classes from the past month…” you answered , hesitantly

“What about you?”

“For skipping classes…” he trailed off.

Brilliant. Both of you had been bunking classes to avoid seeing each other.

“Blimey Y/N, you don’t need to look so guilty.” James said.

“It’s my fault, I’m the one who should be feeling that way, not you. After all, it was me who initiated the whole thing. I’m sorry for pushing something you didn’t want.” He continued, sounding too mature for his own good.

“Something I didn’t want!?” You exclaimed, exaggerating the ‘i’.

“Yea, you made that extremely clear that night on the staircase.” He defended.

“I never said I didn’t want this. I never said I didn’t want you…” your voice trailed off.

“You do realise how bloody overwhelming you are, right? Especially your friends, don’t even get me started about them.” You said, letting out a bitter laugh.

“Well this isn’t about them, it’s about us.” His voice raised a little too loud.

“If you really thought about ‘us’ ,then you would have done something when Sirius was firing missiles at me the whole fucking night.” You defended.

“Everything all right?” Professor Slughorn asked, intercepting. You had forgotten he was even there.

“Everything is fine professor. I was just leaving.” You spat, storming out of the room.

James had the audacity to think that you didn’t want him? After you spent years and years trying to deny any ounce of attraction you felt towards him, he had the nerve to say you didn’t want him? Oh how you wanted to strangle him right then and there.

It’s fine. This is for the best. You were never meant for someone as flamboyant as James. You knew better than to get sucked into his world. The following night sleep treated you as a stranger. You sat awake, thoughts of James Fleamont Potter stirring in your head.

Sleep deprived and in desperate need of caffeine, you made your way to the great hall for breakfast, half dressed with messy hair and morning breath. It was a bright Sunday morning, most people slept in, so you thought you were safe. But, boy were you wrong. James sat at the Gryffindor table, standing up hastily as soon as you walked in. Before you could turn around and leave, he pulled out his want and cast a spell that locked the doors of the hall. You looked around the room, noticing very few students, so at least your embarrassment was reduced to half.

“What are you doing, James?” You whispered- shouted.

He didn’t respond. He simply looked at you, smiled, and stood up on the fucking dining table. All his friends were gaping at him, especially Sirius.

“Are you feeling all right in the head today , mate?” Sirius asked.

“Oh shut it, Black.” James commanded.

“Y/n… You know, for someone who’s always been told he’s brave… I’ve never been more terrified than I am right now.” He chucked, everyone was staring at him, but he wasn’t taking his gaze off of you.

“I messed up. I shouldn’t have just sat there that night when Sirius ran his mouth. That was fucking pathetic mate, targeting her like that.” He continued, earning a puzzled look from Sirius.

You couldn’t believe it. Was James Potter really standing up to Sirius Black… for you?

“You walked away and I don’t blame you. I knew what I was doing, but I didn’t know it was wrong. I’m sorry for overwhelming you. And I’m so fucking sorry for wasting a whole month avoiding you, when we could have spent it together.” He reached into his robes, pulling out a bouquet of enchanted flowers.

“Accept my apology, love?”

Your heart was racing, your head was spinning and you knew you couldn’t be trusted with any major decisions right now…. But you didn’t care.

You walked closer to him. He stepped off the table as he handed you the flowers. He knew you hated causing a scene. He knew you didn’t like being seen. He knew what he was doing, he was giving you a Gold Rush, and he was enjoying it so much.

You placed a hand on his cheek, not caring who was looking, and kissed him like there was no tomorrow. James wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer, completely engulfing you into the moment.

Cheers and whistles erupted from excited students who got to witness a scene this early in the morning. You pulled away from him, to look him in the eye.

“I hate you, James Potter.” You blushed.

“You know you love me, Y/N Y/L/N.” He smirked, still holding onto you.

“Get a room!” Someone , probably Sirius, shouted .

“Oh, we definitely will.” James teased, making you red.

In that moment, you didn’t care who was looking, you didn’t care that everyone else wanted James potter, because you were the one he wanted.

——————————Bonus —————————

“Y/N! Wait up!” A voice called, as you were walking to class.

It was Sirius Black. Ugh, what did he want?

“Listen…. I’m sorry about being so… for being such a prat. I gave you a really hard time for no reason, well I had my reasons. You see, James is the closest thing I have to family that I actually love, so naturally I tend to be very protective of him. I thought you weren’t right for him…. Your just …. Quite different from us. Can I put it like that? But, seeing how happy you make our Jamie, I realised I owed you an apology. Oh and also, James threatened my life if I didn’t set things right with you. Anyways, catch you later, I’ve got class. Bye!” Sirius walked away, after unloading all of that on you and not even giving you a chance to reply.

Oh how you loved your boyfriend- James Potter.

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Pairing: James Potter x fem!reader

Summary: The day after you and James share a kiss, he invited you to watch him play quidditch. You get jealous seeing him with another girl. You meet his friend group. Things don’t end well.

Warnings: Lily is mentioned as James’ friend for the sake of reader x james,( I love jily), Cursing , Rude Sirius, Angst towards the end.

Author’s note: Hi cuties xx. I hope you enjoy pt.2. I’ll be posting pt.3 soon. Feel free to leave comments or send requests if you have any suggestions/improvements/ ideas for this pt and pt-3. Follow me to keep up the updates. <3.

Part 3 (finale) uploaded!

Part 1 and Part 3

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You woke up to the sound of your dorm mates bubbling over today’s quidditch match. Your head was throbbing with pain; you barely got any sleep last night. Then it all came crashing back to you, the late night stroll that lead to your kiss with James Potter. Bloody hell. Did it really happen? Or was it just an extremely vivid dream. Dubious about the accuracy of your memory, you got up and quickly got dressed , and headed to breakfast.

The great hall was filled with the chatter of excited students; they were all raving about today’s match. Gryffindor versus Slytherin. Well that explains the dung bombs last night.

Your palms were sweating with nerves, you were so not ready to see him yet.

Right on cue, you spotted James sitting with his friends, and stuffing his face with food.

“I’ve got to fuel up for the match. D’you think having this amazing body was easy?” James gloated coyly.

Your stomach filled with butterflies, how pathetic. There James was, an arrogant git, attacking his food like there was no tomorrow. Yet, you couldn’t help let out a small smile.

“Y/n!” James shouted across the hall.

Your face flushed red out of embarrassment. You tried looking away , but it was too late. James jogged over to you.

“Hey pretty.” He smirked.

“Hi.” You said plainly.

“So, today is the quidditch match. You coming to see me play?” He grinned.

“Uh… I don’t know. I’m not really a sports kinda person.” You told.

“Oh come on, just come to see the legendary James Potter in action, love.” He pleaded.

Merlin, how could someone be so obnoxious yet so charming.

“Tone it down a notch, ‘prongs’. “ You teased, making air quotes.

“I’ll see if I can come, i’ve got a lot of reading to catch up on.” You continued, walking away before he could reply.

The encounter left your stomach rumbling. Thanks to that idiot James, you couldn’t even think about keeping down any food right now.

You hated how James left you feeling. You didn’t like anticipating your face in a red flush, you didn’t like seeing double vision in a rose blush, and most of all, you didn’t like feeling vulnerable by the mere presence of someone, let alone a boy. A boy that half the school is in love with.

Going to the quidditch match was a bad idea, letting James in was a bad idea, it went against everything you told yourself from your very start of Hogwarts. Yet, you found yourself doing exactly that.

You decided you could spare a few minutes to watch the quidditch match. You gaslit yourself into believing you were going for the sake of ‘enjoying and learning the sport’, and not for James. You made your way into the Y/H stands, trying your best not to be noticed by the messy haired Gryffindor chaser. Although, you hardly doubted he would notice you from 50 feet above.

The match dragged on for 3 whole hours, and you were appalled by the fact that you stayed the whole duration. You watched a handful of matches your whole life, but this one, this one was different. It had something to do with the fact that, James was so effortlessly good at what he did.

Gryffindor won even though Slytherin’s seeker caught the snitch. They were leading by a 100 points, and James had thrown the quaffle into the hoop more than 20 times. Even you knew that the victory was mostly his doing. The Gryffindor team jumped off their brooms, and started jumping with excitement, adrenaline pumping through their veins. You wanted to congratulate James, it was the decent thing to do, right?

As you were walking up to the ground, a red headed girl beat you to him. She hugged him rather intimately, and placed a kiss on his cheek. Your stomach churned. Maybe it was the nausea from not eating or maybe it was seeing that girl being so close to James, you didn’t care. What were you doing? Coming to a quidditch match for the captain of the Gryffindor team? You didn’t expect him to notice you, then why were you so offended when he didn’t? Without thinking, you ran out the filed, wanting nothing more than to forget about the stupid match, the stupid kiss and stupid James fucking potter.

The following night in the library ,you were drowning in a pile of books, struggling to finish all your assignments.

“We need to stop running into each other like this.” A voice whispered into your ear from behind.

“Although, you seem to be more interested in running away from me than into me.” James continued. Well you’d he damned. He did in-fact notice you at the match.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” you mumbled, refusing to turn around and look at him.

“C’mon, love. Don’t be coy. Why did you run away like that? Still flustered after last night are we?” He pressed.

“Piss off, Potter.” You spat, trying to walk away.

“Wait! Don’t be like that. Do you want to talk about what happened last night, is that it?” He asked, gripping your wrist, stopping you from walking away.

“No. Clearly you’d rather talk to that red headed girl you were being so ‘friendly’ with earlier. I get it, the kiss was no big deal. It’s cool” You lied.

“No big deal? Ouch.” He said, removing a fake arrow from his heart.

“That red head earlier was Lily Evans. She’s my good mate. Trust me, you do NOT need to worry about Lily, plus I’m certain she’s got a thing for Snivellus.” James explained.

“Snivellus?” You questioned. What is up with him and these stupid nicknames?

“Long story. Anyway, why don’t you join me and the lads in the Gryffindor common room tonight. We’re celebrating the win.” Was James asking you to meet his friends tonight? No way. There was only one person you found more insufferable than James, Sirius freaking Black. He was obviously going to be there.

“Um- I- I have uh… errands-“ you tried to come up with an excuse but James cut you off.

“I’ll see you tonight.” He said, as he winked and disappeared into the dark.

A few hours after dinner, you reluctantly made your way into the Gryffindor common room. Everyone seemed to be asleep. The room was dimly lit, with cosy sofas arranged next to a roaring fire. You spotted James , Sirius, Remus , Peter, Lily and Marlene sprawled in front of the fire place.

You cleared your throat, making your presence aware.

“Y/n! You came!” James greeted, pulling you into a side hug.

After introducing you to the group, James insisted you sat right next to him on the sofa. At some point during the night, his hands found their way to the small of your back, tracing gentle circles on it. You didn’t want to admit it, but you were starting to enjoy yourself. But that didn’t last long.

Sirius insisted on playing a game of Truth or Dare, where he mostly targeted you. You managed to dodge most of the questions, which really pissed Sirius off.

“Ok. Fine. If you’re not going to answer any of the questions, Y/n, why is it that you have no friends? Why do you walk around alone and eat alone all the time like some depressed loser.” Sirius said bluntly.

Heat spread from your ears to your neck. Your face burned with embarrassment. That did it.

“Fuck off , Black.” You flipped him off , as you stormed out of the common room.

“What the hell, mate?” You heard James say.

You were walking so fast it could be considered running.

“Y/n, wait!” James called after you.

You tried to ignore him, but he caught up with you in the corridor because the stupid stair cases decided to move, again.

“Y/n…I’m so sorry. Ignore Sirius. He can be a real dick.” James said.

“Hey, look at me.” He tilted your head up to meet his eyes. They were filled with regret. He probably regretted calling you tonight. What was he thinking? Did he expect his friends to like you? In what world would that be true? You saw how they picked on people like you. How they bullied those different from them. Why did you expect anything else?

“What are you thinking?” James asked, brushing his thumb against your cheek. He was standing extremely close to you again. Practically hovering. Before you could answer, he pulls you in, locking his lips with yours. A sudden warmth spreads through your body. You close your eyes, the subtle pressure of his hands on your waist sending jolts of electricity down your spine. This was wrong. Stop. Pull away. You thought to yourself, but your body wouldn’t comply. You kissed him back with more aggression than you anticipated, running your fingers through his hair. After what felt like an eternity of pure heavenly bliss, James pulled away.

“Should we head back?” He asked.

Then you came back to your senses. Reality was a harsh slap in the face. Deal with it now, so you’re not left wretched later.

“I can’t ,James. I can’t do this. I don’t know what I was thinking. I thought I could handle your friends, the crowds and the constant attention your around. But, truth be told, I really can’t. It’s all too much for me. You’re too much for me…you’ll probably be fine, maybe even better off without me. This was a big mistake.” You said, gesturing between the two of you.

For the first time in history, James Potter was left speechless. His face was engulfed with hurt. You didn’t want to hurt him, but it was better him than you.

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✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊ 𝓖𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓻𝓾𝓼𝓱 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊

Pairing: James Potter x fem!reader

Summary: James Potter was charming, mischievous, captain of the quidditch team and very popular among the girls at Hogwarts. He had a certain talent for making his presence aware , a charisma that was unmatchable. You didn’t have many friends, no matter how hard you tried, people never seemed to acknowledge you. To put it quite plainly, you were the polar opposite of James. You spent years trying to push out and ignore any romantic feelings you had for him, because come on… there is no way he even knows you exist…. Right?

Warnings: Mild swearing and kissing/ making out.

Author’s Note: Hi my loves, this is part 1 of a mini series called- Gold rush. I will keep updating, as fast as I can. If you like my work, feel free to send in requests and leave comments 💌. Happy reading xx. Part 2 and Part 3 out now! (Comment to be added to the taglist)

The lively chatter of students filled the corridors. Golden light shone on the cold, aged walls. The air was heavy with the scent of old books, dust and a hint of magic. You made your way towards the dungeons, just in time for Potions class. You were fairly late; your usual spot was taken by another student. You scanned the classroom, looking for a vacant seat. Unfortunately, there was only one, at the very front of the class.

You settled in the empty seat, when you noticed the boy sitting next to you. His messy black hair was overgrown, and ruffled in a way that looked purposeful. His hazel eyes appeared large beneath his round glasses. James Potter was unreasonably attractive, that wasn’t a secret. You spent your first few years at Hogwarts trying to deny it, but it was of no use. You tried telling yourself his good looks didn’t make up for his arrogant and vexatious personality. He was insufferable.

You hated the way he paraded around the school, hands casually tucked in his pockets, increasing his voice by a few extra decibels whenever a pretty girl walked by. You hated the way he effortlessly drew attention to himself as soon as he walked into a room. And what you hated the most, was when he would catch your gaze lingering on him for a little too long.

“Good morning students. I will be assigning you your partners from now onwards. You will stick to these arrangements for the rest of the academic year.” Professor Slughorn announced, earning disappointed groans from the whole class.

“I have learned my lesson after the ‘incidents’ young Mr. Potter and Mr.Black have caused.” He continued, causing wide grins to spread across James and Sirius’ faces.

Slughorn spent most of the lesson reading out the pairs he had made. You were growing impatient, he hadn’t called out your name yet, maybe this was the perfect opportunity to finally make a new friend… and you know, make it last this time.

“Mr.Potter and Ms. Y/L/N” The professor called out.

You have got to be kidding me, you thought to yourself, a horrified look plastered across your face.

“Why that face, love? I don’t bite” James said turning towards you, then to Sirius and letting out a laugh.

You rolled your eyes and left class, saved by the bell.

The next day, you decided to spend your free time in the library and catch up on some homework. Immersed in your work, you almost didn’t notice the figure walking towards you.

“Feeling studious, are we?” James asked, placing his hands on the table and leaning forward.

“I was, until you came along.” You mumbled, mostly to yourself, as you stared packing your things up.

“Wait, where are you going?” James asked.

“I’m sorry, is there something in particular you want from me?” You snapped.

“You’re my new potions partner aren’t you? I thought we could study for the upcoming test together.” He said cooly.

“Right… well, I’m y/n.” You said, extending your hand.

“You’re kidding right?” James asked, with an almost offended expression.

“Why would I be kidding about my name?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Bloody hell… I know who you are y/n!” James exclaimed. “Third year, Defence against the dark arts, fourth year transfiguration and history of magic and fifth year, divination and astronomy. Those are all the classes we had together, do you not remember?” James continued.

“Oh- um… yea, I guess.” You said, dumbfounded. You remembered. You obviously remembered. How could you forget? But the real question was, how in Merlin’s Name did James freaking Potter know who you were? Did you hit your head and fall into an alternate reality, where you were one of the bimbos he noticed?

It had been a week since that unforeseen encounter with James. He would wink at you during meals or purposefully walk too close to you in the corridors, just enough for your shoulders to brush. He would pretend like he didn’t notice you, but you could feel his stare penetrate when you weren’t looking.

The following night, you woke up in a cold sweat. Your stomach was churning with nausea; it must have been the puking pasties a girl named Marlene gave you.

You were in desperate need of fresh air. Careful not to wake your dorm mates, you slipped out of bed, not caring that you’re in your pyjamas and decided to take a stroll around the castle. You had to be really cautious to not get caught, you didn’t want your house to loose points. You made your way to the dungeons, as it had a lovely view of the black lake.

“Light them up before Filch comes!” A voice whispered.

“What if the Slytherins wake up!” A shrill voice filled with fear added.

“Leave if you must , Pete! But do not ruin this for the rest of us.” You could recognise that voice anywhere.

You peaked your head from the corner of a wall, spotting James and his group of friends, ‘the marauders’, they called themselves. How cheesy. They were in-front of the Slytherin common room, with what seemed to be dung bombs and fire crackers in their hands.

‘Bloody hell. They’re mental.’ You thought to yourself.

“Shit! Run!” One of the voices shouted.

The crackers exploded, creating loud sounds and a strong pungent smell. From a distance, you could see Filch running towards the mess. Suddenly, you felt someone grab you from behind. Before you could shout, their hand covered your mouth. You turned your head to see James signalling you to be quiet. He pulled you into a hidden corner as Filch scoured the surroundings, looking for the culprits behind the mess.

He released his hand from your mouth.

“What the hell! What are you guys doing! Have you absolutely lost your minds??!!” You whisper shouted.

“Y/N Y/L/N, are you following me?To answer your question, no our minds are very much intact. Just a bit of sweet revenge on the Slytherins. Nothing special.” James smirked.

You noticed just how close the both of you were standing. You could feel his warm breath on your cheeks. You could see the soft curve of his lips and the slight flush in his cheeks. You could hear his heart racing.

He lifted his arm, gently brushing a strand of stray hair away from your face.

Whatever gap was there between the two of you, was closed by James. His lips crashed into yours with an intensity that set your skin on fire. His hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer, as if he couldn’t get enough of you. You didn’t hesitate to kiss him back. All the years of pent up emotions you felt for James came rushing. He pulled away from the kiss to catch his breath, the overwhelming force left you reeling.

“Prongs! Prongs, where are you?” A voice hissed.

“Shit.” James said, through clenched teeth.

“Prongs?” You asked, smirking and raising an eyebrow.

“It’s Sirius. I’ve got to go. Will you be able to go back to your dorm on your own?” James questioned.

You nodded.

“Catch you later, y/n” He said, flashing you that famous James Potter smile.

That alone was enough to make your heart melt.

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I have have reached a new high in DPS Idle gold rush at 2905 and have learned a few more things. 1, the game really does not like you upgrading the guild bonus after guild reset with the silver guild. it seems to lead to a plethora of overflow issues. 2, the time skip function in guild rush does not seem to remove your playable time, just changes all other clocks in game. and 3, the last chest is stacked.

so, I think I have more knowledge now of how to get gold rush even farther, and I can't wait till I can get the last chest outside of gold rush. for now, I think I'll cancel out of gold rush and start fresh again another day.

in case your wondering:

Hog: DPS %

Bouncer: DPS and % gold per monster

essence of mana: % magic potion duration

Vortex: Deck 2 power increase %

Mage's tower: Magic sphere power %

Sorcerer: DPS, DPS %, and stronger upgrades

Portal: Hero EXP %

Hand of power: Sphere filling per click

Clock Tower: % gold per monster

Imp Worker: chance of obtaining skull %

i can't give you a guess of their normal starting values because... well, all the spent gems, but this at least can give people an idea of what is next.

After 27 hours of doing gold rush I think this is as far as I can feasibly go without killing my brain with boredom. aka a score of 2000.

I also managed to cause an overflow glitch on the silver guild that I think basically turned my output into negative numbers.

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