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I cannot believe people let Snape get the high ground.

How do people casually overlook the fact that Snape spent six entire years of his life telling a kid—who never even got the chance to know his father—that said father was an arrogant douchebag? Like, how do people think that behavior is normal?

Snape, a grown man, spent years trying to convince a grieving, orphaned child that his dead father—who literally died protecting his family—was a terrible person. No compassion for a man who gave his life for his wife and son. No sympathy for a kid who grew up abused, unloved, and completely alone, only learning about his parents through stories told by others.

Instead, Snape chose to rehash his teenage rivalry with James Potter by bullying his son. Imagine being so petty that you can’t move past your high school grudges, even when the other person has been dead for over a decade.

Even the coldest, most detached person would muster some respect for a man who died fighting for good. But Snape? No. He chose to sit on his high horse—ignoring the fact that he was once a Death Eater who only changed sides when his own personal interests were threatened—and still had the audacity to act morally superior to James.

James Potter died a hero. Snape, on the other hand, spent his life tormenting the child of the woman he claimed to love—while refusing to let go of a teenage rivalry and weaponizing it against a traumatized, grieving boy.

I cannot get over how utterly selfish and cruel that is. Snape had no empathy for the dead and no sympathy for the living. And people still try to defend him? Seriously?

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Remus 🤝 James

calling any British person who slightly inconveniences them ever a coloniser

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If Remus happens to be sick during the full moon - let's say he has a cold and a fever - what the fuck happens to the wolf? Would it also be sick? I think it would, so now I'm picturing big bad Moony with a runny nose and an achy throat.

His voice also cracks if he tries to howl.

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Oh, "Sirius is the big spoon", "Remus is the big spoon"

wRONG

They are SPAGHETTI

They are a MESS OF LIMBS

If someone walks in on them, they can't tell what the FUCK is going on

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that trend but with Jily

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My Marauders Headcanons:

(Part 1)

- Sirius sings in the shower, no matter the hour, the situation or whether he has company, if he's in the shower he WILL perform (however he sings really quietly if he knows someone is sleeping close to the bathroom, or he just resorts to humming). When he was a child he was forbidden from making too much noise around the house, so he just hummed or sang whenever he happened to have a moment of privacy, which often meant during a bath or in his bed chambers. The habit kind of stuck.

- Peter is a giggly drunk. He laughs at every little thing in a really carefree way he'd never be comfortable with when sober, and it's so contagious that it usually ends with everybody in stiches

- Remus has always had a lot of anxious tics as a child and he's never really managed to outgrow some of them, so he picked up smoking to try to stop biting his nails or the inside of his cheeks. Only now he's addicted and he's always fidgeting with a cig or a lighter in hand

- Marlene was mainly raised around boys. She was the second child and the only girl out of four siblings, and she had an especially close relationship with her older brother. James and Peter were among her first friends ever and she only ever played or hanged around boys who were her brothers' friends.

Mary was her first female friend ever (and she had a monstrous crush on her from Day 1)

- James HATES sleeping alone. Up until he was around six years old he would sleep in his parents' bed every single night (spoiled brat that he was) and since then he has always felt really off when he's had to sleep alone. His mum used to cover his bed in stuffed toys and plushies to make up for the lack of company, but James still missed the presence of someone else. After meeting Sirius, James rarely slept on his own for the first two years, and it was bliss for both of them (Sirius used to get horrible nightmares and being held helped)

- Peter practices stand up comedy in the dorm room and he has such immaculate comedic timing that the marauders always end up with tears in their eyes at his stories. He usually tells them about stuff he overheard in class or his horrible Hogsmeade dates. One time James pissed himself from laughing

- Sirius thought he'd never love anybody as much as he loved James or Remus, but the day Harry was born he instantly became Sirius' number 1 favourite person in the world. He bonded a lot with Lily over it

- Mary dances really, really well. Her bachata and merengue are so hypnotizing that once she put up a little show in the common room, per Sirius' request, and it was all the entirety of Gryffindor would speak about for the next two weeks. She was given lessons since she was a toddler by her caribbean relatives when she went to visit them in Martinique, and her parents later signed her up for summer classes during Hogwarts. She tried to teach each and every one of her friends a couple of times, of course, but they all sucked in their own way. Surprisingly, the only one who kind of got the hang of it in the end was Peter, who had a severely underestimated sense of rhythm. (Sirius was admittedly very good at the technical aspects of both dances, but he couldn't seem to shrug off the stiff posture he'd learnt to Waltz in, so he never looked quite natural enough)

- The marauders are codependent™️.

And it's not just James and Sirius, it's all of them! If ANYTHING happens to one of them without the other three knowing/being present to witness it, a reunion MUST be held in the dorms recounting the events in chronological order. And when I mean that they share almost every single detail of their daily lives, I mean every single one. James and Sirius are obviously the worst, and it took Remus a while to get used to being so open with them, but over time, it just became natural to him too. Peter just loves it because he likes being listened to and giving advice, so he's having the time of his life.

As a result of it, they're insane gossips. They know everything about almost every person in Hogwarts because one of them always ends up in a situation.

Mary, who's a sucker for good stories and scandals, has weekly meet-ups with James to share gossip.

Obviously this becomes a problem when Wolfstar get together. Their secret relationship lasts a grand total of four days before one of them eventually crumbles and spills everything to James and Peter (it was Remus)

- Lily likes tinkering. Manual labour helps her get her mind off of things that make her uneasy or anxious, so if she wants to disconnect for a couple of hours she resorts to knitting or making jewelry from scratch. Mary and Marlene start collecting colorful rocks around the perimeter of the lake and bringing them to Lily so she can make bracelets, necklaces and earrings. In a few months they have a whole collection of matching pieces that they wear all the time. Lily eventually moves on to bigger projects, like sewing dresses or knitting bags, usually as gifts for the people she loves.

She makes James a sweater of his favourite quidditch team for his 18th birthday because money is tight (which she feels incredibly bad about), but he likes it so much that he wears it every day for a month straight and the others have to wrestle him out of it to have the elves wash it

- Remus is unexpectedly very touchy with Sirius. He's always generally shied away from hugs or pats or kisses from his friends (mainly James), so everyone expected him to loathe PDA too, but Remus doesn't. On the other hand he craves it, and he always searches for a way to be touching Sirius in any and all situations. Holding hands or playing with Sirius' fingers stops him from wanting to bite his nails, having his hair played with relaxes him, and being kissed is one of his new favourite things in the world. So if it were up to him, he just simply would never want to detach himself from Sirius, like ever, but he's anxious about coming off as too obsessive, so he makes do with small touches

- Marlene has only ever had a small crush on one boy before realizing that she liked girls, and that boy was Sirius (she liked the longer hair and the cheekbones, the rest of his body not so much)

And, lastly, here's how they rank on most to least likely to be a sore fucking loser during any type of competition:

- Sirius (he's absolutely insufferable, complains and whines for hours even if he loses at goddamn tic tac toe)

- Lily (also insufferable, complains really loudly and quickly turns into a the most paranoid conspiracy theorist who thinks everyone else cheated)

- Marlene (not as bad as the first two, still very annoying. After losing, she gets in a sour mood for a while that only Mary can snap her out of)

- Remus (this man never makes a scene so, at best, he simply looks frustrated about losing. He can still get really competitive, though, especially academically)

- Mary (depends on the competition, but she's generally not a sore loser)

- Peter (a very decent loser, he takes a loss gracefully. Except at chess, because no one can beat him without cheating so he only gets mad because he knows that he's being tricked)

- James (he believes that a win should always be earned, so if he lost fairly he has no right to get mad about it. Unless someone cheated. In that case it's fucking over for everyone because he WILL be out for blood. 99% of the time he just pats his competitor on the shoulder and congratulates them)

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Idk what my issue is with this specific thing but it's like....I always somehow gotta give a child to Sirius. Like, either it be Regulus or Harry or whoever else I HAVE to make that man raise a child. Why does that happen? What does that mean? It's like an urge, I just look at him and go "fuck yeah hand that kid over to my buddy Sirius he'll know what to do with it"

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“Sirius was the fun dad” sirius black canonically sent Harry letters all throughout 4th and 5th year reminding him to stay safe and be careful who he trusts and probably he should just not go out of the castle alone. Sirius sees one (1) security breach in the Hogwarts castle and immediately gets to writing Harry a note that says nothing but the words “Harry no”

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Likeafunerall draws Remus like they've personally read my mind, collected every single horny though I've ever had in my twenty years of living and channelled all of that in that motherfucking nose and those brown curls OH MY GOD

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you’re going to attack me but has anyone else ever thought about the secret keeper switch between sirius and peter and wondered at james’s choice in it… because james must know that whoever ends up as the secret keeper is possibly going to die for him. but not using a secret keeper means lily and harry are likely to die. and james loves lily and james loves sirius and he does not want to have to pick between them…so he agrees with sirius’s plan and picks peter instead because peter is the one he loves the least

and this is really dark and grim but that’s how i like my marauders tbh, they were in a war as 20 yr olds and had to be making a lot of terribly difficult choices that they literally just had to make

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So Uuuh remember my Sirius raises Regulus AU?

Well, here is a snippet of chapter 2, the brothers' first meeting:

From, The Disklavier

At four in the morning a member of the Black Family’s army of butlers and governesses, Kreacher, shook Sirius out of his slumber to relay the news that he’d finally become an Older Brother, and that he was to greet his new sibling and congratulate his parents as soon as possible.

Sirius didn’t need to be told twice. He zoomed out of bed in a flash, without giving old Kreacher any time to try to catch him and wrangle him into more appropriate clothes than his simple, woolen pajamas.

He sprinted to his parents’ room, the only place where he could hear faint chatter even in the dead of night, and crashed full-bodily against the heavy ebony doors in order to tackle it open.

The first thing he noticed upon entering the chambers was Mother’s absence. The second, a baby’s quiet cries.

Father was rocking a small, bundled up creature in his arms with gleaming pride written all over his face. As soon as he noticed Sirius’ presence, he beckoned him over.

Father then knelt down in front of Sirius, moved the hem of the white blanket from the bundle in his arms, and presented him with the smallest baby he’d ever seen.

He said, “This is your brother, Regulus Arcturus Black.” And Sirius’ entire universe shifted on its axis so violently that he stumbled along with it.

The baby was sniffling pitifully, his face contorted in what Sirius thought was evident displeasure. His little sobs were anything but loud, as if he was trying to stifle them… As if he already knew that to survive inside their house, he’d have to lead a very silent existence.

Sirius wouldn't have any of that.

He outstretched his arms and stared at Father with a clear question in his eyes, which Orion appeased immediately.

As soon as Regulus was carefully deposited in Sirius’ arms, his cries grew louder and louder, so much so that they elected a surprised chuckle out of Father - who rarely ever laughed at all.

“Don't worry, Sirius, he must be a little scared of the sudden change. He's just been delivered ten minutes ago, after all.” Father tried to reassure him, but Sirius wasn't worried in the least. On the contrary, he took the baby's crying in stride.

“He's not scared, Father. He's talking to me.”

Orion scoffed out one more little chuckle before standing up again and warning Sirius to hold Regulus very carefully.

Sirius didn't need the warning, he somehow knew exactly what he needed to do.

The crying didn't bother him at all, but even as he was in no hurry to shush it he started rocking the baby back and forth a little, like he'd seen Father do, because he thought that it was the right way to go about it.

Regulus seemed to like it. If anything, he stopped crying very quickly and settled peacefully against Sirius’ chest.

That baby was Regulus. What a strange concept, what a wonderful notion.

Sirius tried to pronounce his name, slowly.

“Re-gu-lus.” He added a little bounce to his step while trying again. “Re-gulus! Regulus.”

He smiled and decided that it was a good name. It also paired up nicely with his own.

“Hello, Regulus.” He said more formally once he was confident of the pronunciation. “I'm your older brother, Sirius.”

The baby gurgled in a weird way, and then he opened his eyes. They were gray, just like Sirius’, and so very tiny that he couldn't possibly be seeing anything through them.

But they looked very focused on what they had in front of them, which must have been Sirius’ face, and under their gaze, the boy felt seen.

Sirius heard his own heart stutter.

It jumped a beat, then another, and then it started banging like a drum, so fast that he feared for a moment it would jump out of his chest. Regulus seemed to be breathing in sync with that rhythm, impossibly small ribcage rising and falling steadily underneath the soft blanket that enveloped him.

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New Year's Wolfstar smooch ✨

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Sirius black

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