#Mauraders

[helpimstuckatthebottomoftartarus]

Me when I hear someone say “trombone” or “marauders”

[mariewrenau]

WOLFSTAR IN 2025 🗣️🗣️

[marauderspolls]

LILY EVANS /// BELLATRIX BLACK

Vote for YOUR favourite character at this very moment in time!

{{ lily art by @.sophithil and bellatrix art by @.cutegirlsart }}

[charlies-corner-of-hell]

I need a full fic-

Jegulus Celebrity (?) AU where the Marauders are a band, Jamed is a singer-songwriter, and Regulus has a podcast

Regulus is 23 and has an anonymous podcast called the Black Lake. Mostly, he goes on tangents about songs, current events, and poetry, and people listen to a faceless man because it's just so damn interesting

And if James is a little obsessed with it? If he listens to each episode, no matter what it's about, as soon as it's released because the host of the Black Lake has a dangerously addictive voice and he can't sleep without hearing it? If there's something infinitely captivating about hearing him analyze James' songs and their lyrics and what he thinks they mean and just getting it?

Regulus doesn't do interviews despite popular request because he just doesn't want to. James says fuck it and sends an email asking for one anyway. Except there's a catch: He'll be interviewed and answer anything, as long as Regulus shows at least half of his face

And, look, Regulus isn't stupid. He keeps tabs on the Marauders because of his brother, though they haven't spoken since Sirius ran away from home and Regulus became a ghost. Knows James is Sirius' best friend. But he's also hot. An excellent songwriter. A great singer. All things Regulus admirers

So they do an interview and people go fucking crazy because it's famous, elusive James Potter and effortlessly sly and charming Host of the Black Lake and -

are they flirting?

Apparently the bottom half of Regulus' face is all James needed to say

"You look like someone I know."

"Calling my face boring, Potter?"

"On the contrary, I'm calling your face beautiful. And I'd like for it to be a familiar as well."

The interview goes viral. Regulus asks the best, most thought-provoking questions and their chemistry is off the fucking charts

Except a couple months pass and then James Potter releases a single where one of the verses is "And you scoff and twist your lips / In your mind love is just a myth / The words 'don't expect forever / Because this is only for the summer'"

And people lost it once more. They ask Regulus to review the song, as he has done for so much of the Marauders' music in the past. And he does. Says the lyrics describe the situation of two crazy kids thinking they can make it work without thinking of the consequences of their actions

Then journalist Rita Skeeter writes an artical exposing the host of the Black Lake to be famous exiled heir Regulus Black, brother to Sirius Black, ex boyfriend to Sirius' best friend James Potter. Calls James many not nice things

And Regulus responds, quite reasonably he feels, with a podcast episode verbally dragging the shit out of her. Calls her a conniving, thoughtless bitch who relies on sensationalism to keep herself popular because she has no real personality to stand on. Demands she keeps James Potter out of her articles because his name alone is much prettier than anything she could ever write, and she'll embarrass herself trying

And if James finds this undeniably hot? If he calls Regulus later saying thank you? Well, then that's for just them to know

But there is song that releases two months after, the closing lyric being

"My eternal city of lost love returned / A battle of wrongdoing and hearts hard-earned / And you ask 'if we've already been through the harsh and bitter / then why not make this forever?'"

[uhhlifeig]

Gift - Feb. 25th - word count: 293 - @wolfstarmicrofic

“Here,” Remus said, handing Sirius a small box. 

“Aww, is this for me?” Sirius cooed, opening the gift. Inside was an elegant hair clip- silver, with intricate designs.

“Shut up,” Remus hissed, turning a bright red. “I noticed your hair was in your face in Potions, and-”

“And you got me jewelry!” Sirius screeched. “Prongs and Lily’ll have a fit when I tell them, oh my gosh.”

“Shush.” Remus rolled his eyes. “It’s not like I’m proposing or anything.”

“Don’t care. I’m going to cherish this forever and ever and ever and ever-”

“Okay, okay, fine,” Remus sighed, grin evident in his voice. “You’re welcome, by the way.”

Sirius was incredibly grateful for having such a wonderful boyfriend, and he showed it later that day- well, night.

~~~~~

Azkaban was cold.

It wasn���t a put-some-more-layers-on type of cold; it was the gaze-upon-me-mortal-and-despair kind of cold.

And oh, Sirius was despairing.

His bones were rattling in his skeletal frame, and he hadn’t gotten up from the stone floor in days. 

Every time the Dementors passed by his cell, he relived finding James and Lily’s dead bodies.

James was first, he remembered. Splayed out on the staircase, glassy eyes looking at something no living person would see.

Then it was Lily, strewn across the floor. Dead, so that Harry would be safe.

And Remus- Remus definitely thought he’d been betrayed.

His best friends, dead. Peter, whom Remus probably still considered a hero, was dead too. 

And Sirius was here, in Azkaban.

The day that James and Lily died, he had a ring ready. He would have proposed three days after, on his birthday- but now he’d never get the chance.

He was rotting away on a cold stone floor, wishing on the moon for another chance.

@estellethewriter is this sad pookie

[chiefdirector]

The Slytherin Common Room | Barty Crouch Jr | Harry Potter

The Slytherin common room was a good place to socialise, plan a prank, or have a nap. The last point especially if your name is Barty Crouch Jr. It was not a good place, however, to read, especially if you have one Barty Crouch Jr lying in your lap.

Y/N looked down to the dark-haired boy in her lap, only to find him looking straight back up to her. Maintaining the eye contact, Y/N reached into her jacket’s pocket, pulled out a Zonko’s receipt and placed it inside the pages of her book.

“You’re stopping? Why.” Barty whined, as if her stopping reading was a great inconvenience.

Y/N rolled her eyes, huffing slightly. “Because, Bee, it’s hard to focus when you have a great lump sprawled across your lap.”

“Great lump? Im a medium sized lump at best, thank you very much.” It was Barty’s turn to huff, but the angle he way lying at meant that Y/N just got a face full of hot air. “Evan would never say that to me.”

“Go bother him then.”

“He told me to bother you.” Barty seemed smug at that, proud of his childish rebuttal. Or at least he was until Y/N shoved him off her lap, sending him tumbling to the floor. “Treasure! What was that for?”

“I couldn’t read, I was bored. Seemed like the logical choice.”

“C’mon, let’s do something. You’re bored, I’m bored, Evan caused this predicament, I say we go bother him.”

“Okay, B,” Y/N held her hand out to pull Barty up. “Lets go.”

The Slytherin common room was a good place to socialise, read a book, or have a nap. But it was an even better place when it was time to stir up some trouble.

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Regulus: to be loved is to be known

James: to be loved is to be seen

Sirius: to be loved is to be considered

Remus: to be loved is to be changed

Peter: to be loved is to be valued

Barty: to be loved is to be understood

Evan: to be loved is to be accepted

[jamesontheoutside]

james potter has the dirtiest mouth in public but will blush and stutter in private if regulus so much as spells the word sex.

[storynerd121]

Don't lie u know regulus would send this to James and he would rant to sirius abt which one it was. and Reggie would rant to remus abt his stupidity for sending this and the 2 would compare notes on the pining

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[walkingtalkingfrog]

As the devil on your shoulder, I say DO IT

need to start spreading my trans evan rosier agenda

[helpimstuckatthebottomoftartarus]

So I was at a planetarium today and the Sirius the Star showed up and my Marauders brain rot was kicking in and I whispered to myself “Marauders reference?” And the person next to me chuckled.

I have found a fellow fan.

(Yes I know That Sirius was named AFTER the star.)

[madimationss]

flashbacks to the time I told my friend that I was obsessing over all the young dudes (meaning the marauders fanfic) and turns out she didn’t know of the marauders fandom and she thought I meant I was obsessing over guys my age or something.. and I had to clarify that I actually meant an amazing, over 500k words fanfic about Harry Potter’s dead dad and all his dead friends…

that was also the day my friend found out that I am in fact, gay and I was not crushing on a young dude.

it was hilarious. I relayed the story to my other friend (who is a marauders fan) and we had a laugh about it

[radishly]

OK SO, picture this…

You’re going about your day, when all of the sudden a hologram pops up in front of you. It tells you that you can have any fictional character you want made into existence to be your s/o (or best friend if you aren’t into that). You just have to type their name into a keyboard that will appear in about five seconds. The catch? Everyone in the entire world has gotten the same pop-up, and the universe will not create duplicates of characters. This is purely first come first served. Whoever types their name in correctly the fastest gets them.

Which character’s name are you trying and do you think you’d be able to get them??

[umikislibrary]

James x Evan

Marlene x Pandora

Marlene x Emmeline

Bella x Sybill

rarepairs?

tell me some of yall see these ships too 🙏

Sirius x Barty Remus x Evan Remus x Regulus James x Barty Lily x Sybill Mary x Pandora

[uhhlifeig]

Intimate - Feb. 27th - word count: 290 - @wolfstarmicrofic

The fire in their flat crackled softly.

Remus was sitting in an armchair that was facing the fireplace, running his hands through his husband’s hair.

It was quiet, intimate.

Well, until a face popped out of the flames.

“Moony, Padfoot,” James Potter yelled frantically, running a hand through his hair. “It’s time. Oh my Merlin, what do I do now?”

“Go away, Prongs,” Sirius mumbled sleepily. “Whaddya want?”

“Lily’s giving birth, oh my gosh. What am I doing? I’m not ready to be a father-”

“James, you’re already a father,” Remus sighed, standing up. 

James’s voice wobbled. “Well, yes, but she’s in labor, and she’s yelling at people, and-”

Remus scrubbed a hand over his face. “Okay, okay. We’re coming. Are you at Mungo’s?”

“Yeah,” James said. “C’mon, Moons, Pads. Please, I don’t think I can-”

“James Fleamont Potter, you get your ass over here!” a distant voice called. James looked panicked for a split second before mumbling a quick good-bye to Sirius and Remus. 

His head disappeared from the flames, and Sirius finally blinked awake.

“Oh, Merlin, James will be in a right state,” he muttered, shooting up from the floor to grab a whole assortment of things. There were sketchbooks and socks and, inexplicably, a jar full of glitter.

“Alright,” Sirius said, once he had the equivalent of an office in his arms. “We’re ready.”

“We are?” Remus asked, raising an eyebrow. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“No, I have the Pensieve, and the Clorox wipes, and-” his eyes widened. “Fuck, where’s my wand?”

Remus chuckled, pointing at the coffee table behind him. “It’s there, Padfoot. Now c’mon, I think James might be scared for his life.”

“Oh, you tell me. Lils is terrifying when she wants to be.”

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Regulus (whispering to Remus): Good job on the test today.

Remus (whispering back): Thanks shorty. Why are we whispering?

Regulus (still whispering): I want Sirius to think we're conspiring against him. Please look at him when you reply.

Remus (looking at Sirius): Messing with my boyfriend? Fun .

Regulus (also looking at Sirius): I'm glad you agree.

Sirius, sweating in fear: What are they talking about?

James, who overheard them but doesn't want to ruin their fun: Stabbing