#and then peter joined the deatheaters

[deadhoneybee]

Tweets i found that remind me of the marauders.

Remus: The trick to always being the smartest, hottest, funniest person in the room is to stay home.

Sirius: When people post things like "please pray for me! Cant say why tho!" im like "dear heavenly father, can you please give me the tea?'

Peter: Im not gullible enough to be lured into a cult but i am nosy enough

James: I know im fun because when people make plans with me they say "ok but i cant get too crazy"

(all tweets from Omgskr on twitter!)

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

HI HELLO IT'S BEEN SOME TIME!! i'm here because i've seen some stuffs about regpeter..... i'm becoming obsessed with them..... peter being the quiet introverted little sunshine one day seeing holding hand with the tall goth twink regulus... peter being the only one making regulus smile that much..... regulus only being nice to peter.....

MY LOVE YOU HAVE RETURNED!! I HAVE MISSED YOU GREATLY!!

regpeter??? omgggg are like trying to seduce me??? I love them. I love this idea. oh my god.

they would be so random to everyone around them. no one get's how they of all people ended up together. it makes no sense to anyone but them.

they are so cottagecore x goth it's making me feel all funny. opposite aesthetic boyfriends. omggggggg

regulus who really tries to keep up his cold and better than everyone persona but fails so miserably because peter is so cute and sweet. how can he not give in????

reg = meanest person in the universe. his idea of flirting is rude comments (but only if he actually wants someone. otherwise, he's like super good at flirting). he tries so hard to be the nicest version of him for his sunshine boyfriend, but he fails at it most of the time (it's fine Peter is into him being this mean)

regulus is the reason peter joined the deatheaters btw

[padfoot-lupin77]

This is something I’ve been wanting to talk about for some time now. Go ahead and call me paranoid if you want, but I’m saying it.

I’ve noticed that this fandom has a tendency to head canon only villains as aroace. And it’s not just a coincidence, okay? I used to identify as aroace a few years ago. During that time, I had seen some posts saying they believed Voldemort was aroace, and that had really upset me. There’s this belief that aroace people don’t experience emotions just because they don’t experience attraction. Which is straight up wrong. Voldemort couldn’t experience emotions and feelings. That doesn’t make him aroace. It makes him a psychopath.

Then I joined the marauders fandom. It didn’t escape my notice that the only characters that were headcanoned as aroace were Peter and Regulus. And that was before Regulus became everyone’s favorite character, when he was still seen as a questionable deatheater. And this fandom is obsessed with relationships. So, especially in Peter’s case, headcanoning him as aroace was an excuse for not giving him any attention in fics.

Also it can’t be a coincidence that, once Regulus started being headcanoned as gay, he became super popular. Y’all only care about the characters you can fantasize making out.

Also, I’ve noticed that no girls are headcanoned as aroace.

I’m not saying that you can’t headcanon Peter or Reg or any character as aroace. I’m saying that you shouldn’t use that headcanon to ignore them. And preferable add some non-villainous in your aroace character collection.

In conclusion: aroace people deserve better

[cosmossoleil]

Hey! No malice here just wanted to enter this conversation/post!

Well, excep for the two marauders that were fleshed out, which was Sirius and Remus, (and technically Peter) we barely have any information about James. Alot of the characters for the marauders era have little or to no characterization at all, we either get small snippets (like snape’s POV when the marauders bullied him, or when Remus and Sirius sing praises for James and Lily) but alot about them as characters are so unknown.

Since we know so little about them, we as fans, want to flesh them out as people. And people can be extremely messy.

To argue about Regulus. He was mentioned in the book about 3-4 times. And that’s it. The facts are, He was Sirius’s little brother, he joined the death eaters, he defected, and he died trying to do the right thing by getting that horcrux to destroy it.

Sibling relationship are such a messy thing as well, speaking as someone who has a sibling, you can love them with your entire being but also hate the choices they make. Even if Sirius was pissed at Regulus for standing by or for following their parent’s footsteps, or for being just like them, that is his little brother. People like to explore the complex relationship that Sirius and regulus would have had. Sirius up and leaving, leaving regulus to carry the burden of the family name on his shoulders. Of course it’s not his fault for leaving but you cant deny that that is what happened.

We don’t know much about the personality of regulus, but we knew he writes in a very poetic way. We know he became a death eater at the age of 16. (Which is also the same age Draco got his) Sirius had called him Soft, the way kreacher speaks about regulus wanting to protect his family. Hell, both him and Sirius were rich kids. We, the fans, like to expand on it from there.

To expand on Jegulus (James and Regulus), yes there are the tropes people love. Best friend’s Brother, Gryffindor X Slytherin, golden retriever X black cat. So on an so forth.

But Jegulus is such an interesting idea, of two of the most unlikely people, and watch them fall in love. Regulus wasn’t always a death eater, and James was a kind person. Maybe regulus begrudgingly accepted James company one day and something happened. There could be thousands of scenerios. If you want to fit it into cannon, regulus becomes a deatheater and they break up. james ends up with lily. Boom, now we have the harry potter series.

But it all boils down to fun. It’s all just for fun.

Just because it doesn’t fit in canon doesn’t really matter. Until JKR ACTUALLY writes things for the marauders, (not just claim on social media like aANOTHER CERTAIN CHARACTER) I’ll have fun creating my little scenarios.

(BTW fuck JKR because of her TERF ass, but that’s not what we are talking about here so.-)

Everyone always says James "I would die for you" Potter and Regulus "I would kill for you" Black

But I think James "I would kill for you" Potter and Regulus "I would die for you" Black has so much force

Like James is not a violent person but would become violent for the ones he love in an instant, and Regulus is a martyr, a tragedy, but at the same time he would only sacrifice himself for the ones he truly loved in every circumstances

[nerdyerror]

I hate it when people are like: Snape was a literal n*zi if you like him you’re a n*zi.

Like they’ll compare the death-eaters to n*zis, without fully understanding the history of the holocaust. And the fact that it was caused by centuries upon centuries of antisemitism in Europe and the world. They never go all the way.

James Potter fought against the Death-Eaters, however, he is more comparable to the Americans, he absolutely agrees that Muggleborns are lesser than him, but he doesn’t believe they should be killed just segregated, he liked the deatheaters until they started killing the m*dbl**ds, that was just a step too far for him. Sirius and he are in the same boat here.

Lily Potter is a Jew, the death-eaters want to kill her, and she has to deal with centuries of biases against muggleborns, in the books muggleborns are seen to be less powerful, and that would prevent her getting certain jobs, even forcing her back into the muggle workforce as so many muggleborns are.

Peter Pettigrew is like a pole, although he’s seen as lesser than the aryan, as long as he follows there instruction and stays subservient he won’t die, right? In addition to that his beliefs are more like James and Sirius’ he doesn’t agree with the killing but the other stuff is great.

Severus Snape is like a neo-n*zi, many of which are social outcasts who get indoctrinated by actual anti-semites and n*zis into joining a group which really he doesn’t believe in, in the end he gets out of there because someone he cares about dies, this becomes a catalyst into him understanding why he was wrong, yes he’s done bad things but he changed.

Draco Malfoy and Regulus Black are like the hitler youth, they were indoctrinated by their own parents and by the government so much so that they have to unlearn stuff that they’ve learned in the past, they aren’t evil, they have been turned into monsters.

[bradburysbxtches]

I wanna write down my headcanons for Marlene so here we go!

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1) Marlene was a half blood. Her father was a witch, her mother a muggle.

2) They are the only daughter and she has 4 other brothers. She is the middle child.

3) Family is one of the most important thing in their life and she always does everything to protect them

4) Visited Hogwarts in the same year as the marauders and got sorted into Gryffindor. Lily, Mary and Alice were her Roommates.

5) Alice and her have been Childhood friends and she sees her as the sister she never had.

6) Lily becomes Marls best friend

7) Mary and Marls were unbreakable. People thought there were twins cause they never left the others side. Could be considered as the female sirius × James.

8) Marls always had a huge crush on Mary but she was too scared to do anything also she denied her sexuality

9) She became the beater of the Gryffindor quidditch team and was considered to be one of the absolutely best.

10) they didn't liked the marauders much cause they annoyed her. But at the beginning she liked peter the most cause he was the most "gentle" one so she sometimes talked to him. He was very surprised and developed a kind of crush for marls (but more he was surprised that someone saw him and liked him) he wanted to make the first step and ask her out but then marls got together with Sirius which peter absolutely hated

11) Trough the Quidditch team Marls befriended with James and trough lily's friendship with Remus she also started talking to him

12) She dated Sirius as I said,both denieing their sexuality. Trough the relationship both figure out who they really want and they help each other out. They are considered to be very chaotic together.

13) Sirius than got together with remus and Marls developed feelings for a Slytherin girl named Dorcas. Sirius hated that and both went in a huge fight. They didn't talked for a while but it was Lily who gave Dorcas a chance. With time Sirius sees the similarities between him and Dorcas and he starts to like her. He apologised to marls and they continued being the chaotic duo they always were

14) So Marls is a lesbian and I see their pronounce as she/they

15) Remus fave girl out of Mary, Alice and Dorcas was always Marlene and he enjoyed her company

16) Marls was more like a quite person. At least at the beginning. With time she developed more and more into a more confident person but she was never seen as very loud or impulsive. They were honest and she did say what they were thinking. It was often Marls who told Snape or the Marauders to shut up if they were being disrespectful.

17) Marls was annoyed by the pranks but later she learned to like them

18) they were a huge feminist. She was very passionate in everything she believed in. Their family, their friends, Quidditch, saving people and being a feminist

19) she always put men into their place and she never shut up. They had a lot of problems because of that but she didn't care. She would fight for her rights

20) Marls always wanted to become a healer and when she graduated that's what they became.

21) She met Emmeline Vance, who was a Ravenclaw, during the Healing lessons by Madam Promfrey and they became really good friends. During their Education as healer they became very close friends and Dorcas became very jealous cause she thought they had something together. Emmeline than convinced Dorcas that there was nothing between them cause Emmeline was happy in love with Amelia Bones

22) Mary later developed a crush on Marls but since she was happy with dorcas, they could have never been a thing.

23) Marlene joined the Order of Pheonix alongside her Friends

24) Marlenes younger brother got bitten by Greyback and turned into a werewolf. Since than they were always very critical about werewolfs and she did insulted them in front of Remus (without knowing that he was one)

Later she found out about remus and they cleared their differences.

25) Marlene loved being a healer and she put all her strength into their work. But she hated all the death and at all the war

26) Her Anxiety (as in a panic disorder) got very worse. They suffered from anxiety since she was little and it was Remus who helped her through it since he also suffered with it. Alice also has been a great help for her since they were little.

27) After Dorcas got killed, Marls suffered with very serious depression. She didn't get out of her bed at all. Lily visited Marls at least once a day and tried to help her best friend but nothing worked.

28) one month after dorcas murder, Marls got a but better. At least she tried. But she never had the time to fully heal. Her family got attacked. Marls got locked in the bathroom by the deatheaters and she had to hear as every single one of her family got murdered. The door finally opened and it was peter in front of her. First she was relieved but than they saw his wand pointed at her.

Peter thought they only should kill the McKinnon family but not Marls. Later it was revealed that peter had to kill Marlene in order to proof his loyalty. The moment Marls realized that peter was the traitor, she started to insult him. Calling him a coward. They pushed him. Peter killed marlene.

29) it was Mary who found her best friend. Her better half. After that she stopped being in the order. Sirius was the one who told and comforted lily. Her death hit everyone of them very hard.

[severusdefender]

Hey I'm the anon who sent that snape and Lilly friendship and how it's a sad one.

Listen,,,, that makes me sad thinking about it but Honestly this my ideal everyone's alive au is (it's kinda long but anyways) :

Snape leaves Hogwarts after that 5th year. He simply goes : if I quit then will I die because of seasonal depression /Londons air quality /alcoholism / a knife attack at tescos in 3 am? Maybe but I'm not dying here in Hogwarts again (1st time is the werewolf incident) . And straight up learns the powers of being a transfer student and transfers to ilvermony,,, it's American but it's not bad bad. And he's Vibing ya know doesn't get hexes for his existence every 12 seconds so that's a bonus.

Hogwarts becomes the au that mauruader fans wished they could get because hey snapes gone now so yay jily and local furries are accepted (wolfstar) :)

Flashforward

Regulus black telling his brother and his gang :ayo got a soul..... mate (I had to do that joke pls let me live). Peter : idk why he joined if it's for the saftey then I think chances of them surviving has increased but if it's for revenge reasons then uhh caught deatheater time.( It's horcrux hunting but make it mauruaders era but they like take turns ya know. And let's just say after 3 horcruxes voldys a bit weak and they get rid of him- it's temporary but enough to dismantle the group.)

Narcissa and luscious straight up go :that man is insane so is Bellatrix , we just had a baby after so long if they touch our kid or even look at it the wrong way I will rip their throat of. So they literally just hand shit in a silver platter.

Eileen and Tobias still are v much alive they just don't care enough about their son and they sort of have this on and off thing. Eillen in some fashion meets the mauruaders and becomes their potioner ( they all pissed their pants because she can be v apathetic and that's scary. They also feel pinches of guilt because they realize what snape went through).

Little bit more time skip ya know intermission : a lot of ministry work and rebuilding laws, getting both side of the aisle to work together. Werewolf laws and whatever ya know the basics. James and Lilly get couples therapy!!! they want each other but ya know how it started and the war.

And it's narcissa who's busy making another charity to promote wellness who has not had a single day of peace that decides - listen it's been 8 ish years I am going to write to snape, because fuck this I can't pretend he's a taboo topic when I really did nothing wrong to deserve his silence . And she gets a reply (he's alive, he's working in a hospital in the department of counter potions for dark arts, he's got a wife (they are in love) and 2 kids, his fav thing to do is fight with a local raccoon because it fights with the possum that he sort of keeps. (he says it's not a pet but he also made it a shelter and yes he tried to put a sweater on it) and his least fav thing is his therapist because she's brutally honest but hey therapy is working). And narcissa knows her husband is dramatic so she straight up goes: we both can meet with our families in Paris.

They do meet. Narcissa literally cannot believe it's the same kid who left Hogwarts, she adores his kids and his wife, there a photograph of all of them together she carries with her. She becomes an aunt sort of figure and they do this shit for like 3 fucking years (her husband is curious but he also knows everything is taking a toll on her so he is just happy that his wife is happy). It takes some time but she becomes snapes friend truly She knows at times it's awakard with her sisters Bellatrix is insane and Andy doesn't fully trust that is well deserved but it hurts, but snape and his family,,,, it's the family she gained.

Flashforward the mauruaders and the malfoys and everyone have his big fucking gala party its them all drunk. And narcissa is an honest drunk. It starts of with Kingsley asking her what's your fav memory with your family not your son and husband and child but just family. She ofc with out a beat goes :it's snape carrying it like a baby in a onsie made by his wife and giving sir banana (the possum) a tour around his house and while his family dancing in slow motion to Abba for 'ambience purposes' and because apparently it calmes the possum down.

She smiles and eye rolls on thought of the memory and takes her drink. The rest of the table have so,, so many questions.

Part 1????

🤺♠️🤺

Do let me know if you want me to continue because this is my comfort au.

Have you thought of actually writing a fanfic? because this is a good concept.

[biderboy]

If Remus and Sirius died instead of James and Lily

A/N : i’m sorry.

It was Dumbledore’s idea, as most failed plans were. To send Remus and Sirius to the safe house meant for the Potters.

“Confuse them,” He had said, “He’s after the Potter’s, he won’t be expecting you.”

Sirius, so gullable and willing to do whatever to keep his best friend, his godson, safe, didn’t question it.

Remus, willing to go to the ends of earth to help James, as James had helped him, went along as well.

In hindsight, it was a stupid idea. A ridiculous, horrible, stupid idea. Thinking they could outsmart Voldemort, his followers. Thinking two, barely 21, boys would be enough.

It wasn’t.

It was a rather normal day. Remus and Sirius got used to the silence, the waiting, anticipating. They got used to not being around James and Lily, not hearing Harry’s giggles from the other room.

The only person who ever visited was Dumbledore himself, and that was to put the wards up.

It had been 3 months of waiting. At this rate, they would have to spend christmas alone as well.

Well, they never did make it that far either way.

Halloween night. Sirius was in the kitchen when he heard it. The door, had sounded like it was kicked open. And a waft of magic, dark magic filled the house.

Sirius was up, wand in his hand, before he could even think.

Remus was sleeping on the couch, was. He was up now. Surprisingly steady for someone who was woken up in such a way. His own wand in hand, pointed straight at a deatheaters throat.

“Well, well, well. You were right Wormtail. Good boy.” a sick feeling crawled up Sirius’ stomach. No, certainly not, it couldn’t be.

But it could. The familiar face of Peter, one of his best friends, the same boy who stole chocolate frogs for them every night in 4th year, the same boy who learned everything there was to know about quidditch, just so he could explain to Remus during their games. The same boy he trusted his life with.

Peter. That rat.

For a moment, just a moment. The room stilled. Remus could hear Sirius’ heart beat pick up, could feel his magic buzzing.

There was 7 deatheaters in total. Along with the man himself, Voldemort. There was only two of them.

In a blink of an eye, Remus shot out a curse, he wasn’t sure which one, or who it hit, but he kept going. Firing them off left and right.

He saw a death eater raise his wand at Sirius.

He’s rather die then let anything happen to his lover.

“RUN.”

Sirius’ eyes locked with his, but he did not move. His feet were planted, wand still in hand.

“PADS RUN.” He pleaded. still firing off curses left and right. Remus felt one hit his side, knocking the wind out of him. But he didn’t stop, he couldn’t stop.

Sirius felt pathetic. His lover was fighting. His lover was yelling at him to run, to leave him. As if he could.

He couldn’t do anything. His feet wouldn’t move, he was yelling at himself to lift his arm, to protect Remus. To do something.

It didn’t kick in until he saw the green light wash through the house.

No, no, NO.

Remus fell to the floor.

There was a laugh somewhere.

Sirius couldn’t be think.

He felt the magic push through him, he felt his arm raise and he felt the ground shake.

He locked eyes with the man.

Curse after curse, Sirius could barely stay on his feet. The death eaters were stronger, they always had been. But he stayed put, protecting Remus even though he knew, he knew.

Remus layed dead on the floor behind him.

Sirius was hit with another curse, falling to his knees, he screamed.

If it took his last breath, he would use it. This man killed his Moony.

He knew he didn’t have time left, he knew with the way his hands shook and his eyes blurred, and he could barely make out the words.

“Avada Kedavra”

He smiled, seeing the green light take over the house again, watching the man fall.

He couldn’t enjoy his victory for long, as the death eaters around him focused on their dead leader.

One turned around, a horrid look in her eyes.

Those eyes. He knew those eyes.

“Bye bye baby cousin.”

He felt himself hit the ground, the last breath taken from him. He rolled his head to the side, finally, facing his love.

His last thought.

‘Atleast I’m with you.’

-

James was nervous. No, more than nervous. All the bad feelings he had ever had could never compare to what he was feeling now.

Dumbledore called a meeting.

It was fine, should have been fine, if he knew where his best friends were. If he knew even the slightest bit of information about anything.

Lily tried calming him down, but he hadn’t felt calm since the moment his idiots decided to go along with the plan.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

The rest of the order was there, or atleast the ones still alive.

Arthur and Molly, Andromeda and Ted, a few people James really couldn’t remember the names too.

Finally, after what felt like hours, Dumbledore walked in.

An aura around him, as there always was. But this time it was different, it felt lighter, buut James did not allow himself to breathe just yet.

Dumbledore gathered everyone’s attention with a simple clearing of his throat.

He gave a soft smile.

“Voldemort has been defeated. The war, has been won.”

Around James there was cheers, and laughs, tears and hugs. A few “are you serious?”’s thrown around.

For a moment James felt a bit of pressure free from his chest. But he looked around.

Sirius and Remus were not there.

He met Dumbledore’s eyes. The older man sighed.

“Unfortunately, there was some casualties.” No.

“Remus Lupid and Sirius Black have passed.”

No.

He’s lying.

It cant be. No Remus. Surely not Sirius. They were stronger.

He was lying. James shook his head, almsot laughing.

Good joke, really. Remus and Sirius would walk through that door with a, “got you prongs!” and they would laugh and hug and things would be okay.

But the room fell to silence.

There was a heavy air now.

James watched the door.

They never walked in.

No. No. Not them. Not now. No.

But he felt Lily’s hand in his, and he heard Arthur murmur “not the boys” and James felt the world fall on his shoulders.

Remus. His Moony. The boy who wore torn up clothes and didn’t smile for 2 whole weeks when they started Hogwarts. The boy who gave him bits of chocolate whenever he was sad. The boy who had a small smile but a huge heart. The real mastermind behind their pranks and laughs. The boy boy who’s hugs made you feel like you were coming home, who smelled like cinnamon and apples. The boy who hated the moon himself, but never stopped Sirius from talking about how pretty it was. The boy who stayed up late helping them study, even if he had his own exam the next day. The boy who kept an extra pair of gloves with him because James always forgot his own. The boy who sang quietly under his breath, who hated looking at his own scars, but made sure everyone knew theirs were amazing. The boy who held James as he cried over the stars, the boy who punched snape in the nose for walking too close to Lily. The boy who learned to love, and learned to let people love him.

Sirius. His Padfoot. His best friend. His other half. The boy with long hair and a snobby attitude. The boy who once only became friends with them to piss off his folks. The boy who constantly listened to muggle records and danced around their dorm at 3am. The boy had an unhealthy amount of facts about animals he’d never seen. The boy who crawled into his sea in 2nd year, tears in his eyes, hands shaking, and asked him to hold on. The same boy who showed up to school 3rd year white scars he didn’t show anyone, and a permanent grin. The boy who flirted with every girl he saw, taking her hand, spinning her around the room, only to have his own eyes set on a certain brown haired boy. The boy who felt like home, who smelled like expensive hair products, who had far too many dog like tendencies. The boy who held James hand, who joined quidditch for him, who stayed up late to talk about love and insecurities. The boy who showed up at his house in 4th year and never truly left, leaving his mark on everyting he touched. The boy who held their hands, their hearts, and never let go.

They couldn’t be dead.

But they were.

And James was left with nothing but the wondering thoughts.

Why wasn’t it me?

[hedgehog-troops]

starts with sirius thinking that james is the most wonderfu most amazing lerson in the world and then starts to doubt if its romantic or just cz hes his first firend.

james not wanting to ask sirius to be with him becuase he thinks that sorius will only like him so lonf as they're just friends.

sirius running away to james' house where james is holding him, sobbing and effie patches him up. a couple nights later they kiss.

james drivinf himself mad thunking that sirius only reciprocated because james is giving him a place to stay.

sirius thinking that james is only kissing him because he feels bad for him.

them both ignoring the kiss and sleeping around like mad crazy and then the night comes during ehich they confess and from then on theyre a couple. its late 6th year by now.

enter peter pettigrew who's never loved anyone who hasnt been james. peter pettigrew who knows hes the weakest of them all. peter pettigrew who starts joining deatheater meeting in rat form because he'd rather be in the wrong place than a place where hes not wanted.

theyre out of school now.

enter lily evans who just got her heart broken my mary mcdonalds who chose to run than to fight, leaving lily alone.

repeated order missions, since sirius comes from a dark family, hes given alot of missions, secret missions.

james starts feeling like maybe sirius is hiding something, consequently around the same time remus is also getting secret missions (cz hes a werewolf) and james thinks that maybe sirius finally left him for someone better (he has no idea they have SEPARATE secret mission)

james and sirius have a fight and break up.

one night james and lily are just wallowing in their miseries (cz theyre misery bsfs) and drinking and then theyre like. what if. to get the ache away we just.. sleeo together🤪

and then they forget about it.

a couple months go by, and now sirius is around more because things might be calming down a little and then theyre falling in love all over again, realising no matter where they go they'll always make it back to eachother.

one day theyre making pancakes together in the mornign because everyone else is asleep (sirisu would be too but he knows that james hates cooking alone so hes there to keep him company) and then they kiss and yada yada yada are together again.

oh no.

harrys in the picture now as lily after feeling nauseous and everything, decided to take a test and then shes pregnant.

james tells sirius what happened after their breakup, he says he understands and that hes okay with it (he glares at lily everytime she sits in the same room as james) (lily purposefully keeps on sitting next to james to annoy sirius)

and then harry is born and since sirius is the one person left in the entire world who loves james with everything he has inside of him, james decided to make him the gofather (since theyre not married or anything so incase james/lily die, they'll have the peace of mind that harry will be with someone who wouldnt do him wrong)

then the prophecy thing happens and sirius is made secret keeper. he suggests that he moves out so that people no longer think that theyre togetuer so that he wont be the target.

cue mid october '81, sirius comes to james crying saying that he doesn't think that he'll be able to keep the information secret and that je doesnt think he trusts himself. james reassures him but sirisu forces james to make peter the secret keeper cz he has always kept the best and most secrets.

peter betrays.

to kill two birds with one stone, he blames it all on sirius.

sirius, when he comes to the potter house and sees the lohl lifeless, absolutely breaks down thinking that he did this, he did this, he did this. he keeps on repeating that phrase.

that makes it easier for him to get arrested, since he was so out if it and completely believed that it was his fault.

he soends his time in azkaban losing his mind, losing not only himself but all the happy parts of himself.

he forgets the way james' nose would always scrunch up slightly when he'd pout, trying to get the last candy from sirisu (sirius would always give in)

he forgets about the mole james had on his thigh which sirius loved outlining with a redding purplish hue.

he forgets the small stick and poke star tattoo james gave himself one his forearm at 13 long before they got together.

then he gets out and he feels like hes a vessel of who he was and the first time he sees harry he feels those memories come back, he hears James telling him hat if something happened to him, sirius must MUST look after harry.

he was so excited to give harry a better chance at life.

post war, post azkaban, one sided wolfstar (remus' side) and sirius indulges him becuase he might be feeling smthng too (emphasis on might) and then they start sleeping together cz theyre bored and rmeus the whole time is like he's only here with you cz james isnt here. and sirius is feeling guilty cz he feels things for remus but he still feels like he loves james, becue thats the love that he can't let go of its in his bones, and yet he feels himself falling for remus too.

when they're going to the ministry sirius on a whim decides that he'll tell remus that he was to be togetehr for real after.

he never makes it out.

(and now his soul is stuck as well so both his loves have to exist without him for eternity)

idek which ships to tag this th

prongsfoot being a rare pair is crazy to me idk.. the angst potential post james’ death is crazy there guys

[ha-bro-mania]

mmmkay jegulus

hear me out right

regulus walking behind sirius in the train his first year and meeting James.

instantly thinking that he's beautiful

james seeing how gaunt and innocent he looks and wanting to protect him at all costs

regulus not being able to stop himself from staring at james laughing with his friends every night in the great hall

the two of them having small interactions whenever sirius and regulus talk because they're practically attached at the hip

their friendship getting to the point where james can playfully ruffle regulus' hair

regulus realizing he has a crush on james over winter break in his third year when he can't stop thinking about him

and knowing it'll never happen because james is in "love" with lily

james and regulus playfully flirting and teasing each other during matches

regulus only allowing james to call him "reggie"

james only letting reg call him "jamie"

sirius and remus shipping them from a distance and quietly chanting kiss kiss kiss when they interact

the marauders stay at Hogwarts during their fifth year

regulus stays too

the marauders throw a christmas party in the gryffindor common room for everyone staying which isnt that many but enough for a damn good party

peter and sirius sneak into hogsmeade to get butterbeer and firewhiskey

regulus, the lightweight that he is, getting extremely drunk and asking james to come with him to talk

james, slightly tipsy, goes with him outside the common room to an empty corridor

regulus drunkenly confessing that he's horribly in love with him and that he's known he was in love since that one moment after a slytherin vs gryffindor match when james makes the winning goal even after regulus caught the snitch and the face james made was of such pure joy and he looked so handsome that regulus fell hard.

james standing there shocked at the confession and realising that he might be in love with reg too

james leaning down so that their foreheads touch and whispering "I like you too reggie" and kissing him as hard as he could

after this they go through a term of making out in broom closets, toilets and empty classroom

they hide their relationship for a while until remus and sirius - also looking for a place to snog - burst in on the two of them

the marauders are of course very supportive of the relationship, peter having to hand over 20 sickles to remus once he finds out

they're more open about the relationship and everything is great, they go on dates like picnics under the stars and have little adventures in the forbidden forest together.

reg normally sneaks into the gryffindor common room so he can sleep with james and stop the might terrors

lily even becomes friends with james as she realises that without him constantly pestering her to go out with him, he's pretty cool to hang out with

over the summer, regulus' parents start to heavily encourage the idea of regulus becoming a deatheater

reg slowly becomes more distant as he listens to his parents more and more

a week before his owls he's taken out of school

james worries so much that he gets to the brink of exhaustion and has to be taken to the hospital wing

when reg finally comes back, the two of them have a talk in the astronomy tower

james notices that reg flinched everytime someone touches his left arm

regulus tells james they have to break up with no further explanation and leaves the tower before his own tears spill

james stays there, heartbroken, only managing to sleep after hours of crying into the night

lily finds him there, takes him back to the common room and becomes the shoulder he crys on

when regulus dies at 18, james is inconsolable. he crys for days and falls into a depressed state

He joins the order at 19, swearing he'll get revenge for regulus

[adhonoremrpbios]

-- CHARACTER --

Name: Beryl Thomas Crabbe Faceclaim: Song Joong Ki Age: 25 Blood Status: Pureblood Affiliation: Deatheaters Former School & House: Hogwarts, Gryffindor Occupation: Linguist, Professional Translator for Ministry Affairs Office

-- BIOGRAPHY --

All of the Crabbe family hopes rested on other children. It was one of the benefits he supposed, of being the sixth of seven. All the elder siblings had gone on to their own destinies, followed their paths and Beryl didn’t mind that much at all. Beryl didn’t mind much of anything when it came to his family. Sure, he loved them in the obligated sort of way that most children did but he let his other emotional bonds grow elsewhere. He had friends, and cousins, and others to care for him.

Mostly though, he had languages. Beryl had always loved languages: learning them, using them, studying their how’s and why’s and ins and outs. For a boy that didn’t often like to talk it may have seemed strange, but he felt the most like himself with foreign words on his tongue. Magical or Muggle, it didn’t matter. If something could hold a conversation, then Beryl wanted to try. Fifteen languages later and he still felt the urge to find more of them to master.

When his parents had told him to join the Death Eaters, Beryl hadn’t known the words in any language to tell them know. Maybe they hadn’t always been emotionally available or even physically there when he had grown up, but they were his parents. Children listened to their parents. They just did. He had expected to join up, keep his head down, live a mundane life and do as was expected of him.

Only, then he met Peter Pettigrew and fell in love, and somehow convinced him they ought to date. It’s possible that Beryl has fallen into the best timeline. Minus the horrible war and the fact his best friend no longer talks to him, and the fact Peter has told him repeatedly that he’s a doomed man. Minus those things life for Beryl’s never been better. It will all blow up in his face one day, he’s sure of it. At least until then at least he gets to be happy.

-- TRAITS --

Negative - Stubborn - Anxious Positive + Motivated + Gregarious

Beryl Crabbe is taken by Maggie.

[oldfashionedmoth]

Lonely Voldy

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Lightening streaked across the blackened sky, illuminating the twisted shapes of trees in the foreground. Rain bitterly thrashed against Lucius Malfoy’s face as he hurriedly strode down the garden path. The sharp pain in his forearm pulsated even more intensely, stirring a greater sense of nervous urgency in his belly. Truth be told, he had been feeling more and more conflicted about his allegiance to The Dark Lord as of late. Narcissa had been so worried about their son, Draco, showing interest in joining the rebellion, and Lucius’ own participation in the Dark Lord’s plans had become a source of conflict in their marriage. Lucius longed for the simpler times, before His Dark Lord’s return. He pinched the bridge of his nose and tried to steel his thoughts.

“Don’t give him any reason to suspect your reluctance,” he said to himself.

The Dark Lord was very accomplished at occlumency, and any sign of disloyalty would have been disastrous for himself and his family. He could almost taste the passion and vigor with which his master had cast the summoning spell, that made his dark mark glow. He felt that this night was different somehow. So much was riding on this evening going well. His master needed his assistance, and he was going to answer the call.

He cursed under his breath as he approached the obscured house. A series of charms and hexes had prevented him from apparating any closer, and the 5-minute walk in the tempestuous storm had soaked him to the bone. He paused in the doorway, wiped his limp, soggy hair out of his face, and knocked 3 times. The door opened a crack and two beady eyes peered out, warily. Lucius’ lips receded in contempt. “Step aside, Wormtail, before you lose your other hand,” he sneered, forcing the door open wider. Peter Pettigrew retreated into the darkness of the foyer, allowing Lucius room to step inside. As his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, he could see that he hadn’t been the only one summoned by His Dark Lord.  To his left stood Hogwarts professor, Severus Snape. That was to be expected. Snape had recently regained The Dark Lord’s confidence, and had become one of his most trusted advisors. He and Lucious had once been good friends, but they seemed to have drifted apart over the years. He thought, perhaps, he would try to re-engage with Snape. Having an ally close to the top could prove to be advantageous to his own position, and in turn put Narcissa’s mind at ease. More surprisingly, Lucius noted that Barty Crouch Jr. was also in attendance. Poor chap. He had become a shell of his former self, ever since that blasted Cornelius Fudge decided to bring a Dementor into the courtroom during his trial. Barty stood now, facing the corner, eyes unfocused and unaware of his surroundings. Such a pitiful waste of talent. He had been a very promising young wizard, and an asset to His Dark Lord, to be sure. It was so sad to see what became of him since receiving the Dementors kiss. The door behind Lucius sharply flung open, and a hulking figure stepped inside. In a swift movement it grabbed Peter by the back of the neck, lifted him to meet his own shadowed face, and grumbled, “I knew I smelled a rat!” Severus sniffed and muttered under his breath, “And. I. Smell. Wet. Dog.” Fenrir Greyback snarled, dropped the sniveling Peter to the floor, and turned to loom over Severus, menacingly. Severus stood his ground, unflinching. A long serpentine hiss emanated from the shadows, breaking up the scuffle. Nagini, The Dark Lord’s faithful boa constrictor, weaved herself around the men’s feet, heralding her master’s entrance.  The parlour doors pitched open with gusto as his eminence rushed forward, robes billowing behind him. “Gentlemen, you’re LATE! I expect you have a good reason for keeping me waiting?” Lucius could feel the butterflies in his stomach grow. He hated to disappoint his master. The repercussions could be disastrous. He could sense the others shift uncomfortably beside him, indicating that they felt similarly. No one wanted to be singled out, and on the receiving end of His Dark Lord’s wrath. “Come! We have much to discuss.” Voldemort said, ominously, before he abruptly turned and disappeared into the parlour. Lucius gulped and hesitantly followed the group. They entered the parlour to see six sleeping bags laid out in a semicircle around the hearth of the fireplace. “M’Lord. What. Is this?” Drawled Severus “How long have I known you Snape? Years? Decades even? But do we even really *know* each other at all? What’s my favourite colour, Snape?” Voldemort queried.

“M'lord?” Snape replied.

“My favourite colour. What is it?”

“Green, perhaps?”

“WRONG! It’s crimson! The same colour of the blood of the innocent, whom I shall slaughter, in the quest for ultimate power! See, you’d know that, if we hung out more.” said Voldemort “I decided we needed a bit of bonding time. The six of us. A bunch of dudes, getting to know one other, just, chillin’.”

“And. The sleeping bags?”

“Well, I thought it would be fun if we pretended we were camping. We can roast marshmallows and tell spooky stories.”

Severus, Lucius, Peter, and Fenrir all began to snicker at their Lord’s perceived sarcasm. Barty remained emotionless, swaying in the doorway.

“IMPERIO!!!!” Voldemort exclaimed, waving his wand over his guests. Involuntarily, the men found themselves choosing a sleeping bag and sitting around the fireplace. Even Barty, lumbered into place.

“Sorry about that,” Voldemort said, releasing them from the curse. “I didn’t want to bust out an unforgivable curse, this early in the evening, but my patience runs thin for your reluctance to follow orders! Somebody make me a s’more!”

Peter scrambled to put a marshmallow on a skewer for his master. The others sat in awkward silence.

“Ahh, this is nice, isn’t it?” pondered Voldemort. “It’s been a while since I enjoyed a campfire. We used to have a bonfire quite often, you know. Quirrell and I.”

Voldemort bit his bottom lip, and swallowed the lump in his throat.

 “Ahh, Quirrell. He used to tell the scariest stories! Kept me up at night. Would you like to hear one?”

Barty stared listlessly into the fire. The others exchanged puzzled looks.

“Ok, once upon a time there was a boy named Tim, who lived in an orphanage. One night, he heard a strange noise on the staircase outside his room. Pat-pat, pat-pat, pat-pat. It seemed to be getting closer. Pat-pat, pat-pat, pat-pat. He soon heard the noise right outside his room. Pat-pat, pat-pat, pat-pat. Terrified, Tim hid under his bed. Eventually he could hear his bedroom door open. Pat-pat, pat-pat, pat-pat. The creature waddled towards Tim’s bed. He could see its little toes, coming closer and closer. Pat-pat, pat-pat, pat-pat. Suddenly it bent down and looked under the bed, at Tim. It was a…BABY!!!”

Voldemort jumped at Lucius, imitating a child’s giggles.

Unimpressed, Lucius asked, “Is that it?” as he recoiled away from His Dark Lord’s tickles.

“Yeah. Quirrell used to tell it better than I do.” replied Voldemort wistfully.

“Where’s the scary part?” asked Peter.

“It was a BABY! Babies are terrifying.”

“No. They’re. Not.” retorted Snape.

Barty continued to watch the flames in the fireplace.

“Ok well, what if it was a murderous baby, coming to kill you? Pretty scary then, right?” questioned Voldemort.

“No, babies are pretty easy to overpower.” Said Fenrir.

“That’s what you think!!!” screamed Voldemort. “Forget it! I had enough of the spooky stories. It’s not the same without Quirrell, anyway.”

After a moment of uneasy silence, Voldemort exclaimed, “I know! Let’s make prank Floo calls. I’ll go first!!”

He put on a Deatheater mask to disguise himself, threw a handful of Floo powder into the fireplace, and stuck his head inside. In the flames, the image of Bellatrix Lestrange could be seen.

“M’lord, is that you?”

“Is your muggle food storage device running?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“Is your muggle food storage device running?”

“M’lord I know it’s you. I can see Nagini in the background.”

“You better catch it!”

“M’lord, we’ve been through this. You’ve gotta stop calling me like thi…”

Voldemort cut off the connection before she could continue, as he hysterically cackled at his own joke.

“Ok Fenrir, it’s your turn.” He said, tossing him the mask.

“Fenrir smirked and donned the mask. He threw the Floo powder into the fireplace. This time Lucius’ wife, Narcissa, came into view.

“Hello?”

“I want to speak to Amanda Shagg.” He said gruffly.

“I’m sorry, you must have reached the wrong home. There’s no one here by that name.”

“Are you sure? I think you’d know Amanda Shagg, when you see ‘em.”

“No, I don’t know Amanda Shagg.”

“Well look no further, Darling. I’ll be right over.”

“What the Hell! That’s my wife!” Lucius exclaimed angrily. He grabbed his pillow and smacked Fenrir across the face with it. Fenrir retaliated.

“PILLOWFIGHT!!!!” cried Voldemort gleefully. He quickly charmed all the pillows to fly at Fenrir’s face, all at once.

Fenrir emerged from the pile of pillows and feathers, holding his mouth. “My tooth. You knocked my bloody tooth out! It was the gold one too!” He frantically searched, on his hands and knees, for the gold tooth.

“C’mon guys. You’re all being a total snoozefest. You know what we need to liven up the party?”

“Copious amounts of. Alcohol?” asked Snape dryly.

“No. Well, yes, maybe? But no. I was thinking a parlour game!” Voldemort shouted. “Quirrell and I used to pass so many hours together playing games. My favourite was when I’d close my eyes, and he’d hide somewhere in the house. Then, when I opened my eyes, I had to guess where we were. Haha. Good times, good times.”

“M’lord, it’s really getting late. I should be heading home soon.” Lucius said.

“Oh no, you’re sleeping over all night. That’s what the sleeping bags are for,” snapped Voldemort. “Besides, you wouldn’t want to miss us putting Wormtail’s hand in warm water, so he pees himself, do you?”

Peter looked up incredulously.

Barty flopped back into the pile of pillows and stared at the ceiling. “Let’s play Sardines. It’s like reverse hide and seek. I’ll go hide, and you all have to come find me. If you do, you have to hide in the same spot with me, until the last person finds us. Ok, count to 100, then come find me.” Peter dutifully began counting as soon as his master had left the room. Fenrir smacked the back of his head. 

“Don’t be such a brown-noser, Rat! Let’s get this over with.” Together, the men set out to find where their master had hidden. Fenrir looked behind curtains; Peter looked behind doors; Severus looked under furniture; Barty wandered aimlessly; Malfoy discovered a dark ebony armoire, trimmed with carved wooden serpents, and decorated with an ornate crystal door handle. Lucius jerked his head towards the cabinet, and gestured to his fellow seekers that they should check in there. “You found me!” exclaimed Voldemort, as the gang threw open the door. “That was quick!” “Good, game over,” said Fenrir, turning to leave. “Not so fast. You all have to hide in here, with me, until the last person finds us.” said Voldemort. “We ARE all here” said Snape. “Nope, Barty hasn’t found us yet. Quick, get in before he sees us.” The four seekers piled inside the armoire. Peter’s head was in Fenrir’s armpit; Fenrir’s elbow was in Lucius’ ear; Lucius’ knee was in Severus’ rear; and Severus and Voldemort stood cheek-to-cheek.

“Something. Smells. Like garlic,” remarked Snape.

“Yeah, some of Quirrell’s old turbans are hung over there.”

“You haven’t gotten rid of them yet?” Lucius questioned.

“No, Malfoy! I just…haven’t got around to it, yet.” Voldemort replied. “W-we aren’t going to stay crammed in here like this, until Barty finds us, are we?” Peter whimpered

“That’s the name of the game, Wormtail. We’re crammed in here like…SAR-DINES!” Voldemort said, chuckling.

Does Barty even know he’s meant to be looking for us?” asked Lucius. “This is. Madness.” complained Severus, “There’s just. Not. Enough room. For five of us in. Here.”

Severus quickly cast an Undetectable Extension Charm, making the inside of the armoire grow in size, while leaving the size of the exterior unchanged.  Each wizard retreated to an opposite corner, as far apart as possible, with Voldemort left standing in the middle. “Hey man, that’s cheating,” Voldemort warned Severus, “Good job. I like your gumption.” “I-I think I hear him coming.” Peter squeaked

The others quieted to listen for the approaching Barty. They could hear him shuffling along the floor, and bumping into walls. Fenrir began whistling and PssPssPssing, to draw him in the direction of the armoire. Eventually, Barty poked his head inside the cabinet and commented, “Bigger on the inside,” before stepping inside and closing the door. “Ok gang’s all here. Let’s go.” Fenrir gruffed, reaching for the door handle, which was no longer there. “The braindead fool must have ripped off the door knob!” Bellowed Fenrir, blaming Barty. “Bugger this! I’m not being trapped inside this box with you lot, all night!” He reached for his wand and blasted the doors open. “Alright then,” said Voldemort, “A bit overkill, but ok. Let’s just go to bed then, shall we? Crankypants!” He led his guest back to the parlour yelling “Last one back is going to marry Dumbledore!”

Eventually, they settled into their sleeping bags and turned off the lights. All was still, except for the crashing storm outside. “Hey, Barty. You asleep?” Voldemort rolled onto his tummy, rested his chin in his hands, and kicked his feet in the air behind him. “Truth or dare?” Barty stared blankly at the ceiling.  “Alright, TRUTH!" Voldemort continued, unperturbed by Barty’s lack of response, "Who was the last person you kissed?” Barty’s head lolled to the left. “Oh jeeze, was that insensitive? I forgot about the whole Dementor thing. Sorry, my bad!” Voldemort said, “Ok Barty, now it’s your turn to ask someone.” Voldemort placed his hand on Barty’s chin and began moving his mouth up and down. In a high-pitched voice he said, “Snape, truth or dare?” Severus did not reply. “Who do you have a crush on?” Voldemort asked, via his Barty-puppet Snape remained tight-lipped. Peter began to tease. “I know who he used to have a crush on. I bet he still holds a flame for her too. L-I-L-Y!” “Lily? Didn’t I kill her?” Voldemort mused, as he let go of Barty’s head, and grimaced at Snape’s stone-cold face. “Uhh, hey, sorry about that, man. Tough break!” After a pause he continued, “Ok Snape, it’s your turn to ask someone.” Snape hesitated, but thought better of challenging Voldemort.

“Malfoy. Truth. Or. Dare?” “I don’t know. Dare?” Lucius offered, exasperated. “I. Dare you. To. Let. Me. Brew you a potion. Which you. Must. Drink,” Snape suggested. “Very well then,” Lucius replied. Snape got up, entered the kitchen and went to work making Lucius his potion. “Ok” said Voldemort said to Lucius, “Your turn to ask someone.” Lucios sighed and said, “Wormtail, Truth or Dare?” “T-truth,” Peter mumbled. “Are you REALLY loyal to our Dark Lord?” “I, umm, well, y-yes, of c-course,” stammered Peter. “Wormtail knows better than to cross me. Don’t you Wormtail?” Voldemort warned, raising his wand to touch the tip of Peter’s nose. “I, would n-never!” Peter cried, as he shielded his face with his hand; the light glinting off his silver fingers. “Umm, Snape, how’s that potion coming?” Malfoy called out, hoping to break the tension. Severus entered, holding an ornate goblet filled with a bubbling concoction. “This. Will have to. Do,” Severus said “It’s not quite. Finished. But I seem. To have. Misplaced my spoon.” He handed Lucius the cup. Before he could take a sip, the group were startled by a loud *thooonk* “MY HAND!” cried Peter, lifting the empty stump where his silver hand once sat. A mischievous little niffler scampered off with the hand, but not before looking back and flashing a hint of gold in its mouth. “My tooth! The little bugger’s got my tooth!” roared Fenrir, lumbering after the rodent. Fenrir, Peter and Nagini frantically attempted to catch the niffler; crashing into furniture and knocking over knick-knacks. “Drink up.” Severus said to Lucius, with a wink, and whispered more quietly, “Trust me.” Curious, amongst the pandemonium that the fleeing niffler had caused, Lucius took a sip of Severus’ potion. Immediately, a long rattling wheeze escaped his lungs. The feeling of drowning overcame him, and he began to gasp for air. “Oh Darn. I must have. Mixed up the shiitake mushrooms with. The death-cap mushrooms. I seem to have. Accidentally brewed. Death-Cap Draught.” Snape said, to the room. Lucious’ eyes widened in horror. “I have a bezoar. At home. We’ll have to. Leave. Unfortunately,” Snape continued, with a slight smirk. “Oh, if you must!” lamented Voldemort “We’ll have to re-schedule our team building exercises for another time then. I hear paintball is a hoot.” Peter and Fenrir paused their pursuit of the niffler, to gawk at their master.

Severus, stared at him dumbfounded.

Lucius continued coughing and retching.

A single drop of drool fell from the corner Barty’s mouth. “No? How about lazer tag? Less messy.” Voldemort looked at them with an excited grin, “Or I know! How about one of those breakout rooms, that’s all the rage with the muggles? We could go in there and alohomora that shit. We’ll have it solved in record time, and the muggles will think we’re geniuses! I mean, I actually am a genius, but you could be too! C’mon man! What d’ya say??” “Gotta catch that niffler,” Peter and Fenrir say together, edging for the door.

“Must. Be off. Before Malfoy. Bites it.” Snape quips, grabbing a handful of floo powder.

Lucius clutched at Severus’ robes, while panting for air.

Barty’s head drooped to his chest. As the others left, Voldemort approached Barty, sitting on the floor.

“Well, I guess it’s just you and me now. Hey pal?” Voldemort said, giving him a nudge.

Barty fell over. Voldemort propped him back up, into a seated position. He placed a marshmallow on the end of a skewer, poked the skewer in the crook of Barty’s elbow, and positioned the marshmallow towards the fire. He then slowly turned, and slid himself down to the floor, back-to-back with Barty. He leaned his head back, to rest against the back of Barty’s head, and sighed. Almost as a whisper, he began to softly sing.

”I am happy as a squirrel, as long as I’m with Mr. Quirrell…”

[bi-peanut]

if I could add onto this

I think a major part of the glorification of barty and Evan is due to the fetishisation of mlm.

I have never heard of people talking good about barty and Evan until rosekiller began to rise in popularity and then suddenly they were everywhere. they were this wild "morally grey" (its in parentheses because in my opinion they are not mortally grey they are just bad people and I can go on if youd like) cute couple who everyone seemed to love. but tell me, if they are just morally grey and they are so misunderstood and deserve more love, where is this hype for female characters such as bellatrix and narcisa? for very obvious reasons you cannot ship them so suddenly everyone looses interested when its not a cute romance of two hot guys who you can obsess over.

but it is absolutely hypocritical to go around saying you love barty and Evan but hate Snape, Peter and especially narcissa and bellatrix. because all of them are part of the same extremist racist organisation so you can't pick and choose who is "good" and "morally grey" the mere fact they joined the deatheaters in the first place makes them bad people.

all of the above also applies to regulus, glorifying him for the sake of mlm jegulus

why is it hypocritical to like barty and not to care about peter?

i like (canon) barty because he’s completely unhinged in his doing for cause he chose to believe from quite young age and he stood by his beliefs until the end. (id like to say, i like him in the moments he had in the story, apart from them, i don’t care about his character)

and i don’t care about peter because he’s too much of a coward for me to like him. it’s not even about the betrayal although the reason why he switched sides was never provided. yes, it could have been out of fear, but he stayed on voldemort side by his own choice and he could have believed in pureblood agenda since the beginning but it was never mentioned.

and snape, well, he’s interesting character, not really pleasant, but he’s interesting. i feel like his potential was bigger that jk writing skills.

now, i will repeat, i like neither evan, barty, and regulus, at least the fandom version, nor snape (i don’t like post 1981 peter either, but right now i’m not talking about him), but this is just my two cents.

(also, your reasoning is valid, i am now talking mostly about the fandom’s attitude towards evan, barty and regulus being death eaters, in comparison to snape and peter)

it’s mainly because of pretty privilege, in this case, that’s what i think, because think of it like this:

this fandom made evan, barty and regulus (people who have little to no canon personality (this is mainly referring to regulus and evan, who were literally dead before the series started), but barty does have a canon personality and he’s definitely interesting), conventionally attractive, and now, because of being conventionally attractive or because of any other reason, they’re characters that this fandom loves very dearly, despite being death eaters.

however, with snape and peter, who have both been described as either ugly or unconventionally attractive (leaning towards the first one, actually), this fandom has a far different approach to them being death eaters. i honestly think that the best example i could give you is how marauders stans go on tiktok, find snape edits, and then go out of their way to comment ���stan bambi” on many of them.

again, this is towards their attitude towards them being death eaters, not generally speaking, and everyone is more than welcomed to have their own opinions on this topic. this is purely just my thoughts.

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Hiii, how are you? Can I have a marauders ship? I'm a gryffindor, half japanese/portuguese 5' 3" girl, straight, black shoulder length hair, pale skin, dark brown eyes, long nails,chubby, shy, kind and funny but I can be sassy, sarcastic and introvert , I like make other people laugh and I have the habit to collect dandelions. I love drawing, read, 80's music, gemstones, dresses, sparkling and cute things. Thank you!

Hi! I’m fine, a bit tired, what about you! I don’t like how this turned out and I am extremely sorry about the long wait. I tried.

I ship you with Peter Pettigrew (the only difference being he won’t be a deatheater). You would meet in your first year due to you both being in Gryffindor. You would be friends, until he began hanging out with the so-called marauders. There would be no hard feelings, you just weren’t friends anymore. In your second year, you would get a little kitten and you would name her Dandelion. The entire Gryffindor tower would love it. Over the next few years, Dandelion would become the gryffindor mascot, spoiled by everyone. However, during your fifth year someone got a dog who chased Dandelion all around Hogwarts. That was how you and peter would meet again. He would look as if he was trying to save Dandelion from the beast. He succeeded and proceeded to chase Big Black Dog away. After that he would stutter out an invitation to Hogwarts. You would agree and the next Hogsmeade weekend you had a date. It went great and you would become a couple. Somehow, the dog (Peter called him Snuffles for some reason) would leave Dandelion alone after that. During sixth year James and Sirius would realise that Peter was absolutely whipped for you and tease him so much about it, much to Remus’ irritation (“so if she would jump-“ “James!” “Would you as well?” “I give up. Sorry Pete.”). Something not a lot of people would know about Peter is that he was actually quite good at drawing. You would often draw together. Seventh year would be extremely tense, due to lord voldemort in the background. One day, you would be walking around Hogwarts, on your way back to the common room from the library, when you would see Peter in a corner, shacking. You would go to him and he would tell you how the ‘baby deatheaters’ as they were called, threatened him and told him he would have to become a deatheater. You would tell him he didn’t have to, and that he had so many people as his friends who would protect him.

His mother would love you. She’d have a habit to collect dresses, which you would love. His father would love joking around, as would you, so you clicked.

After Hogwarts, you would both join the order of the phoenix. As there would be no traitor, much more people would survive.

[gayfaith]

Sirius Black AU

although sirius never fully supported voldemort when he was going around killing muggles and those who didn’t want to support him, he couldn’t help but join the deatheaters as he saw Lily Potter pleading loyalty, why? because she was pregnant. after that moment, Lily, her husband and the rest of the marauders joined the deatheaters, for Peter’s breath, and while the order of the phoenix still fought them, voldemort won. 

yet, despite his position, he never truly belonged to it, acting in the shadows to feed information to dumbledore, because even if loyal to james and lily, he couldn’t risk the world for them, their son was born and both of them alive, it was the time to strike again.

during a great duel, where the marauders returned together (including peter) the order of the phoenix struck hard against Voldemort, knowing about his horrocruxes and destroying them all together after having gathered them. As Voldemort disappeared, he was destroyed and sent Sirius through a green flame.

He reappeared in a different london. Not only Voldemort was still alive, but people thought him dead, and he looked young once again. OR at least, younger. he tried to survive in that new london but he couldn’t. not without the support of ariel, who found his dimensional travel interesting. 

nowadays, he works as a teacher at ilvermony, under his original name, keeping the black last name around. he still remains young, having been kept in that age, frozen. christopher made him a great priest not long ago, inside the top twenty. he had lost everyone he cared about so the only thing he had was the order. and as such his devotion goes to it.

being a wizard, he can do magic, but ariel gave him the power to control animals knowing about the marauders true shapes, so he wouldn’t feel lonely. and while he leaves in manhattan, his house has a portal door to a house in the wilderness of scottland. 

[rainandhotchocolate]

hi huns!! how are you? I was wondering if you could write a james potter imagine inspired by the song consequences by camila cabello BUT with a happy ending (maybe having morz than one part if you want) thanks!!

A/N Hello yes! Sorry this took a while, I’ve been trying to trek through my requests whilst full time working and it’s struggle city - but I hope you enjoy! I really wanted to make this a sad ending but since you requested happy… ;) It’s also only one part, but it’s a long’un, so I hope that makes up for it! 

The War

She always knew James was reckless, doing tricks on his broom in torrential rain, skinny dipping with Sirius and the Giant Squid, trying to levitate balls of string around Professor McGonagall during meal times to see if she’d swipe at them. But nothing compared to when they finally finished school and were invited by encrypted mail to meet Dumbledore 2 months after graduation.

She could see the glint in his eye, reading the large cursive letters detailing where to meet him, sitting cross-legged on the carpet in front of the TV.

“Have you read this?” He turned to face Y/N, grinning broadly, a mischievous glint in his eye.

“Yeah, this morning, what do you think it means?”

“Well it’s obvious isn’t it! Dumbledore’s putting together people to fight against you-know-who! I better see if the rest of the gang got the same letter” He reached over to the old, wooden fireplace next to him and grabbed a handful of floo powder and shouted “Boys, get over here”.

Within minutes Sirius, Remus, and Peter had materialised in the fireplace and where stepping out into their living room, brushing off bits of soot.

“Is this about the letter?”

“What did I tell you! I knew Dumbledore must have been doing something”

“DO you reckon it’ll be dangerous”

“I hope so” James stood up, grinning and greeting them with them with a bear hug. Y/N watched, a little anxiously, as they begun to strategize, wondering what they would be doing, would they be going on missions? Would they be duelling?

As much as Y/N loved James’ wild streak, it certainly kept her on edge, especially now with the war building, and James desperate to be doing something about it. James turned to her, reaching out his hand to invite her to join the group.

“Aren’t you excited?”

“Can’t wait” but she stayed where she was, sipping her large mug of tea, thinking.

“I’m sure you all know why we are here” Dumbledore spoke, in a grave voice, watching the group of people in front of him over his half-moon spectacles, “Voldemort’s power is growing, and so are his supporters. Whilst the ministry is saying that they have things covered, but from insider information, we know otherwise. We want to build up a resistance, a group of people who we know who will want to fight back, not just politically but physically, find out where these supporters are and bring them out of hiding before they strike us”

“I mean half of them are just hanging out in my family home” Sirius muttered to James, making him snicker.

“I need to preface this before I have you commit to working with us, and before we can provide you any information about what we are planning on doing that this will be dangerous, and we cannot guarantee your safety on what ever we may ask you to do.”

He watched us closely, a largely mis-matched group of people, some fresh out of high school and some reaching their late 60s all keeping their eyes fixed on Dumbledore. No one said anything, waiting to see if anyone would move, make to leave. One Dumbledore seemed satisfied that we were all here to stay, his face broke into a large smile.

“Welcome, to the Order of the Phoenix”.

Sirius and Remus burst through their front door, screaming for Y/N to get up, get up, come help us now! She was already waiting on the couch, not being able to sleep when James went out on a mission without her, and jumped up, following them quickly into the kitchen. James was writhing in pain, a large gash in his shoulder and his leg was bent in an awful position.

“We didn’t have time to heal him, we were outnumbered” Sirius explained, heaving him onto the kitchen counter, “We wouldn’t have gotten out in time”

“That’s ok, seems like you’re lucky to have gotten out alive” Y/N begun pulling out bandages and potions they’d stockpiled over the past year, placing them around the counter before checking his wounds.

“The one on his shoulder doesn’t seem to want to close over, we tried to magically heal it when we got out of the way so he’d stop losing blood, but if anything it seems like it just keeps getting worse” Remus groaned, leaning his own leg up on a stool and beginning to mutter incantations at it, wincing every few seconds as bits of his leg moved back to their original positions.

“Are you ok, Padfoot?” Y/N called over as he joined Remus, making sure his foot was healing properly.

“Yes yes, though close call with my lovely cousin Bellatrix, she would have hexed me into next century if she could have”

“Wait, you were ambushed? By deatheaters?” Y/N looked up, suddenly very nervous.

“We reckon, there’s no way anyone could have known we’d be searching for Inferi out at the Aveene” Remus said glumly, wincing again as Sirius growled, grabbing a little too tight at his ankle as he bandaged it up.

“Oh, crap sorry- I just, I want to know which absolute GIT ratted us out” Sirius’ eyes grew dark, clearly not paying attention to Remus anymore who pulled Sirius’ hands away and finished his foot by himself.

“They may not have ratted us out, you know what they did to Alice and Frank, there’s no telling what they’ll do to get information”

“Alice and Frank didn’t give up anything though did they? Kept their heads on… till the end”

“And that’s something to be proud of?” Y/N looked up at him, frowning. Sure they had fought for us, kept our secrets, but at what cost? Their entire sanity? Livelihoods?

“What, you think they should have given in to the Death Eaters?” Sirius turned on Y/N quickly, now standing over her. Remus went to grab out a hand but he shrugged it off, now glaring at her. Y/N stood her ground.

“You know that’s not what I meant, Sirius, but we need to stop glorifying this stupid sadistic heroism – if you’re not all careful you’ll get yourself killed”

“Better die than betray the Order” Sirius muttered, but Y/N pretended not to hear him, trying to focus on James whose eyes were now fluttering dangerously, his hair standing on ends.

“You’ll be ok, you’ll be ok, just stay awake for another minute” Y/N brushed the hair out of his eyes, lifted his head and got him to drink a large healing potion. He began coughing and spluttering, trying to push the potion away until he suddenly flashed his eyes open.

“What – we need to, where is everyone, they’re going to k-“

“You’re fine, we’re fine, the boys took you home” Y/N tried to soothe him but he was already trying to get up before he moaned loudly after attempting to stand.

“You need to lie back down, I haven’t finished healing you yet, otherwise your system is going to go into shock”

“I need-“

“Lie down James Potter, this instant” Y/N stared him down until he got back onto the table, albeit grumbling incoherently. Y/N fussed over him for what seemed like an hour, muttering spells, placing drops in his wounds with James equally fussing over her fussing, “I’m fine!” “Minor blood loss is a win!”

Finally, she stopped, checking his pulse and sitting him upright.

“Feeling better?”

“I mean I was feeling fiiii-“ She silenced him with a look, “Ok yes, much better. Thank you, love”

He winked, leaning in and kissing her deeply. Sirius made pretend gagging noises in the corner and James rolled his eyes, laughing.

“I do have a little present for you though” James grinned, suddenly mischievous, limping slightly on his leg as he left the room.

“What for?” Y/N called after him, desperately confused, looking over at the two boys who shrugged nonchalantly, avoiding her gaze. Y/N narrowed her eyes, and stalked after him.

“If it’s another bouquet of freaking flowers that sprays beetle dung at me, so help me I will-“ but she stopped dead at the sight in front of her.

James was down on one knee, staring up at her, smiling so softly she felt like she might melt right then and there. In his hand was a silver ring, with a small, oddly shaped gem sitting in the middle. She leant in slightly to get a better look, gasping when she saw it was a small stag.

“It lets you know if I’m ok, the gem changes colour if I’m hurt or injured” James smiled, a little embarrassed at his soppiness.

“Like a mood ring” Y/N couldn’t help but choke out a laugh, James looking confused as she shook her head, motioning for him to continue.

“Ok, ok, Y/N Y/L/N, you are the most amazing, ridiculously smart, makes a banging set of pancakes, and has a banging bod, no wait this is meant to be more romantic-sorry”

“No, no, I like it keep going”

“Ok, well, you’re basically my favourite human, Witch or otherwise, I could ever hope to meet, and I would love if you would do me the honour of keeping me and my idiotic adventures company for life”

“We’re the idiotic adventures by the way” Sirius chimed in, clearly listening at the door. Y/N laughed loudly as she heard Remus pull him off the chair he was leaning against and fell on the ground with a loud “Oommph, fuck!”

“Um so yes anyway, would be great if you answered now but I know it’s 5 in the morning and I totally ge-“

“Stop being stupid, of course I’ll marry you!” Y/N pulled him into a strong hug, pulling away and placing her head against his. He wiped away a tear that had snuck down his cheek, laughing happily as he clung to the back of her neck.

“I love you so much, Y/N”

“I know” Y/N grinned, and he kissed her, long and deep, and the war melted away for a few extra minutes.

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