#marauders birthdays

[in-your-wall-s]

ATTENTION MARAUDERS FANDOM

IM SO INCREDIBLY DISAPPOINTED IN YOU

because WHERE THE FUCK were all the HAPPY BIRTHDAY DORCAS POSTS ON APRIL 2

The lesbians in our fandom don’t get nearly enough recognition so we’ve gotta fix this

im making a list of all the birthdays of our girls

Jan 30 — Lily Evans

Feb 13 — Pandora (Rosier/Lovegood/whatever your heart desires)

Apr 2 — Dorcas Meadowes

Jun 16 — Marlene Mckinnon

Sep 16 — Mary Macdonald

I don’t know the birthdays of Cissa, Bella, Andy, Sybil, etc. so if you do feel free comment them!

[waywardwindee]

omg pls share the marauders birthdays headcanons list!! or dm me it if you don't want hate? I love that shit 😁

hiiii here are my birthdays for the main 8! (let me know if you want to see anyone else) some r pretty much canon atp so you’ll recognize them :)

James: 27 March

Remus: 10 March

Sirius: 3 November

Peter: 14 May

Lily: 30 January

Mary: 16 September

Marlene: 1 August

Dorcas: 2 April

[starchaseriseverything]

Did I forget to post this yesterday? Yes. Did I realize it's not actually his birthday yesterday. Yes, but I was busy and I finished it yesterday.

Peter wakes up to a shout from downstairs, more than likely one of the boys as none of them are in their beds and the door is wide open, almost like they were in a rush to get out. Peter sees the rest of his roommates still sleeping, besides his friends who are supposed to be asleep as well, assuming it’s still before seven.

Peter gets up out of bed and walks out the door, already seeing the light on downstairs. He creeps down the stairs and hides behind the wall as his friends do something by the couches. “Siri, I swear.” Lily whispers, yelling at Sirius.

“I’m sorry.” He whispers back to the red-headed girl. “It slipped.”

“Pads!” James whisper yells when he walks back in through the portrait hole. Sybill walks in behind him. “What did you do!?”

“I dropped it.”

“How could you drop it!?” Sybill whispers back in a hurry. “That was for Peter!”

“It was your globe!”

“It was still a gift for him!”

“Guys, calm down.” Mary says, trying to break up the fight. “We’ll get a new one before anyone wakes up.”

Sybill groans and goes to pick up some pieces that shattered. “Okay, is everything ready?’ Alice asks, standing next to Frank looking at the few people who are still setting things up.

“I think so.” Marlene replies, not acknowledging James and Sirius who are running around putting things down and picking things up to put someplace else.

“James! Sirius!” Remus whisper yells. The two boys stop and put the things down they had and goes to stand next to the others.

“I think that’s it.” Lily says. Lily looks at her wrist. “It’s only seven and Peter won’t wake up for at least ten minutes.”

“So, we just wait?” James asks.

“Yeah, basically.” Mary replies. Peter hears his roommates come out of the room and down the stairs, ignoring him completely.

“Peter should be awake with how loud they are.” Remus says, walking towards the stairs. Peter rushes up the stairs and to his trunk, grabbing his school robes and into the bathroom.

Peter smiles when the doors shut. They remembered. They remembered my birthday. He thinks.

Peter only told them about his birthday at the end of their first year. That was when he finally trusted them enough to tell them everything and they complained about not throwing him a party for his birthday. They threw him a party every year since then, but they’ve been so busy this year that he thought no one would remember. Well, apparently, they did. And they invited his girlfriend.

Peter makes his face go to a neutral expression as to not let them know he knows before opening the door. He gets bombarded by streamers in his face. He spits the few confetti that got in his mouth out and stares at the three boys staring at him dumbfounded. “Happy birthday, Pete!” They yell, another streamer coming in contact with his face.

Once the confetti is out of his eyes, he finally smiles. “Thank you.”

The boys smile at him and pull him downstairs. To the four girls standing there with more streamers and they set them off and another from behind him belonging to Frank. His girlfriend sets another off from beside him and smiles. “Happy birthday, Petey.” Sybill says while smiling. Peter turns to her, picking her up and twirling her around. She yelps in surprise but smiles as he sets her down.

“I love you.” he whispers to her after kissing her on the lips.

She kisses him again. “I love you, too.”

[vomits0cutely]

James Potter loves making homemade gifts. He will spend hours making matching bracelets, knitting scarfs, crocheting blankets, making matching hello kitty and spider man key chains, he’ll make you a full scrap book.

He’d make it all for anyone, he goes all out for birthdays. And he would just know what you’d want. And if you don’t end up having tears in your eyes after getting your gift/ gifts from him dw, you will. *BOOM he has an even better second gift*

Example: you said you like this one random muggle band?? He’ll do research on them and know them more than you would, and buy you all of their songs

[ezkel]

tiny baby James Potter trying to help his mother bake his fathers birthday cake and accidentally setting the kitchen on fire somehow

Grown up James Potter-Black coming home from work on his birthday to find his husband trying to put out the fire that baby Harry accidentally set while the two of them baked James' birthday cake.

like father, like son

[outromoony]

[managone16]

Jamea: Hey Pads! Sirius: Yeah? James: So-um, do you know your brother? Sirius: Do I know my brother? Well, I hope so. James: Not like that. So, um-I kind of have a date tonight. Sirius, thinking the topic was changed: Oh, cool!! James: Wait, you don't mind? Sirius, confused: Why would mind you dating? James, grinning: Thanks Pads!! Sirius: You're...welcome? James: I Love you Pads. Oh shit, I gotta go meet him. Bye!! Sirius: Love you too, Prongs. Bye!

[cannissmajor]

happy lily evans day!! how are you celebrating?

[ohmycuckoo]

J.F.P

I have a caffeine deficiency, would you send me one ko-fi? 👀

[fircbolts]

˗ˏˋ ꒰ birthday boy ꒱ ˎˊ˗

[novvabee]

We're Just Glad You're Ok

summary: poly!marauders x reader, you have a sleep potion mishap

cw: sleep potion malfunction, passing out, health scare?, hospital, swearing a few times, i guess you can call some of it angst?

word count: 2.2k

You only had twelve hours left until this stupid potion needed to be ready in order to show Slughorn. 

This potion had taken you over a month to complete, and here you were, down to the wire, rushing to make sure everything was absolutely perfect. You wanted the highest grade possible, and if you were being honest, thought that was what you deserved. 

You didn’t even want to take advanced potion making, but in order to keep your prefect title, you had to be enrolled in at least three advanced classes, so you endured the tortuous stirring, grinding, and burning. 

And this potion was your crowning achievement of this semester. You had spent countless nights brewing and stewing, not to mention the three failed attempts already.

You were attempting to brew a sleeping draught that would take only one drop to put anyone to sleep in under five minutes. It was practically unheard of, most sleep potions were an entire vial that would start to take effect somewhere between thirty minutes to an hour to set in, but you wanted to prove it could be done quicker and with less potion. 

There were a few tricky ingredients that needed to be tweaked between all of your attempts, but you were certain that you had gotten it right this time.

You just wanted to be done with this, to get this project completed and wrap yourself in bed along with your boyfriends who you had been slightly neglecting due to this potion. It was taking up all of your time and you felt like you hadn’t seen Remus, James, or Sirius in ages. Once this project was turned in, you were more than happy to spend a few days doing absolutely nothing with your boys.

In your tired and overworked state, you must have forgotten to turn the burner down or maybe you added a drop too much of the chamomile extract, but before you could react, your potion exploded.

The liquid got everywhere, drenching your notes, your clothes, your hair, thankfully it smelled heavenly, but you froze.

“Shit,” you muttered under your breath to yourself. Shit indeed. This wasn’t good. A singular drop of this was supposed to put any human to sleep, and you just drenched yourself in the concoction. 

You knew that you needed to move fast. You had very little time before the potions fumes knocked you out, in fact, you could already feel the effects of the sleep draught taking hold. You shook your head and tried your best to power through. You knew that it was late, probably past midnight, which meant that no students would be roaming the halls, no one to see you if you passed out on the cold dungeon floors.

You frantically grabbed your sopping notebook and shoved it in your bag. You turned the burner off, not bothering to clean up or put any of the ingredients away. Slughorn could deal with it, you’d just explain to him what happened and why you rushed out without properly cleaning up after yourself.

You turned to make your way out of the room, but you felt the room spin with you. You caught yourself on a desk and made sure you had a strong footing. This was going to be incredibly difficult.

You fought your heavy eyelids and focused on getting out of the damn classroom. When you made it to the door, you about fell, the weight of your body becoming almost too much to handle.

You made a quick decision to turn right instead of left down the hall. Sure it was quicker to get to your dorm if you had gone left, but that also meant braving the moving staircases. You felt woozy even thinking about trying to make your way up those in this state, so you decided to go the long way, which at least would take you in front of the Slytherin common room. Maybe that way someone would find your incapacitated body. 

You stumbled your way along the long narrow hallways, trying your best not to knock into any statues or painting. You were certain one of the paintings actually scolded you for waking it up, but you couldn’t quite focus your mind on anything other than putting one foot in front of the other. Right, left, right.

You didn't know how much longer you could hold yourself up. Oh well, one night on a cold, hard castle floor wouldn’t kill you, right?

Through your hazy vision, you could make out a figure headed your way.

“Y/N?,” the voice called out. You weren’t sure if it was because of your current state or because of the acoustic castle walls, but the noise bounced around over and over, echoing and making you even more dizzy than you already felt.

You groaned and leaned yourself against the wall, the figure appearing in front of you. You forced yourself to look up and see who it was.

You were met with a very confused and concerned looking Regulus. The sight of him left you with a breath of relief. You don’t know why he was roaming the halls this late, but you were sure glad to have him now.

“Reggie,” you gasped. Time was running out quickly now. 

“Y/N, are you alright? What happened?” he asked, dropping his bag and closing the gap between the both of you.

You felt your legs finally give and saw the hallway start to tilt. Regulus caught you quickly and helped you to the ground, laying you down softly but still worried.

“Reggie,” you started once again. You needed to tell him to get you to your dorm where you had countless antidotes and nullifying potions, at least to Slughorn who would know what to do, but fatigue was winning this battle. “Potion… exploded.” you managed to get out.

Regulus shook his head, still not understanding what was happening. “W-what potion? Y/N!”

You knew you were a goner now, your eyes had finally sealed themselves shut and your limbs were incredibly heavy with lethargy. The last thing you remembered was the words coming slowly out of your mouth, “Get… Sirius.”

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

You felt sheets under you. Cold and scratchy. You don’t remember falling asleep last night. In fact, you don’t remember much of anything. You heard hushed murmuring around you, but the words were quiet enough for you to not pick up on.

You cracked your eyes open, light flooding in. You were still a bit groggy, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you noticed the high ceilings and the stained glass. This was certainly not your dorm, these sheets definitely did not belong on your bed. No. You were in the hospital wing.

You sat up straight, the movement making your head pound. You looked frantically around, noting the antidotes and potions on the side table, Madam Pomfrey must have been quite confused about your situation.

You looked down to see James at your bedside, hunched over the bed and resting his head on his crossed arms. He looks surprisingly peaceful given the way he was sleeping. You reached your hand lazily out to him, running your fingers through his hair.

This action roused him from his sleep, his eyes fluttered and brows furrowed as he woke. You smiled down at him.

“She’s awake!” he announced.

Not a moment later Sirius and Remus were rushing into the small curtained off room, taking you in and seeming to sigh a breath of relief. 

“Y/N, love.” Sirius said, approaching the opposite side of the bed that James was taking up. He moved around fast and frantic, looking you over for any injuries.

Remus moved in closer as well, slotting himself in right next to James. He took your face in his hands, feeling for your temperature and checking to make sure you were alright.

You didn’t understand at first why they were fussing so much, but the memories started slowly filling your head. You came to the realization that you passed out in the dungeons after your potion mishap. How embarrassing. 

“Love,” Remus said softly, bringing your attention out of your thoughts and onto him, “what happened?”

You groaned again as he helped you lie back down. “Well,” you began, “You know that potions assignment I’ve been working on for so long?”

The boys all nodded their heads, understanding. How could they not, it was practically all you talked about, what you spent all of your free time on, what you ate, slept, and breathed for the past month. Sirius even complained about it taking you away from them.

“I don't know what happened, I was doing everything right. I had all the ingredients measured properly and in the correct order. I just think that the cauldron was too hot or… i don’t know,” you rambled, “anyway, long story short… it exploded.”

The boys blinked at you for a moment. “Exploded?” James asked. You nodded your confirmation.

“But that doesn’t explain why my brother found you collapsing on the dungeon ground.” Sirius mentioned, still confused and worried.

You turned to him and took his hand into yours, squeezing gently.

“It was a sleeping draught, I guess the fumes of the entire thing just affected me.” you explained to him. You laughed to yourself, “at least I know it was a good potion now.”

Remus smiled but didn’t laugh. “We were really worried, love.” he said, shoulders relaxing knowing that you were alright. 

The feeling of guilt rushed into you. It was probably really scary for them, especially since they had no idea what was wrong. Seeing a loved one in that kind of a state and in the hospital must have been stressful and worrying.

“I’m so sorry,” you started apologizing to them, “It was an accident but, I know that must have been really scary for all of you.” 

James shook his head. “No love, you don’t need to apologize. We’re all just glad you’re alright.”

“Yes but, I know that can’t have been easy, especially not knowing what was happening. I hate that I caused you to worry like that.” you continued.

“Hey,” Sirius stopped you, “like you said, it was an accident, you don’t have to apologize for that. And besides, we are your boyfriends, we worry because it’s our job.”

You went to interject but Remus stopped you. “It’s true,” he said playfully, “James about had a panic attack last week when you went out to Hogsmeade without a jacket.”

You laughed and looked at James who nodded and mouthed ‘it’s true’.

“Luckily you made a smart decision and went towards the Slytherin common room so that Reggie was able to find you,” Sirius said. “I owe him big time.”

“Oh Regulus,” you sighed, “I should definitely apologize to him. It probably looked like I was dying and putting that on him…”

“He was actually pretty calm,” Sirius said, “I was impressed. It seemed like he knew exactly what to do. I’m proud of him, I would’ve been a total mess.”

You giggled. “Noted,” you said, “I’ll make sure not to need life saving in front of you then.”

“Glad to see you have your spirit back.” James laughed.

Madam Pomfrey pulled back the curtain closing off your bed area and walked in. “Oh good! You’re awake.” she chimed. “gave us all quite the fright, dear, luckily you were brought straight to me, I had just the antidote for you.”

“And what would have happened if she weren’t brought to you, exactly?” Remus said from beside you, asking out of curiosity.

“She probably would have been out for a couple days.”

“Days?” James asked, shocked.

“Well it’s a good thing I was there then wasn’t it?” Regulus said from the open curtain.

“Reggie!” you called out, glad to see your savior.

Sirius instantly made his way over and in the most exaggerated and over the top way, hugged his brother, making a big display out of it. “Oh my wonderful baby brother. Thank you for saving my love! How will I ever manage to repay your kindness?” he said dramatically, hanging off of Regulus.

“Ugh, get off!” Regulus said, shoving Sirius off of him. Sirius laughed and backed up. “I was just dropping by to see how you were doing.” He said to you.

“I’m doing better now, thanks to you.” you said. “Reggie, I am so sorry, that must have been sort of frightening and-”

“No need to apologize,” he interrupted, “I’m just glad I found you and you weren't spending the night on the cold dungeon floor.

“Well, thank you anyway.” you chuckled. “But if that’s the case, you could have just taken me to my dorm, I have all the antidotes there, you didn’t have to make such a dramatic show of your heroism, dummy.” you sarcastically joked to him. 

“Oh is that so?” Regulus laughed, “Well in that case, I’ll just step over your body next time instead of saving your life.” You laughed along with him.

 Madam Pomfrey cleared you to leave and the boys collected your things for you. You were excited, you knew that now the whole day would be spent with them pampering you to no end. That would mean unlimited cuddles and relaxation and much needed time to make up for with your boys. Exploded potion and Slughorn be damned, you were doing nothing with your boyfriends today.

just some cute poly!marauders content for Remus's birthday :)

[waywardwindee]

guys do i dare to share my list of every marauders birthday which is made up of canon and headcanons and fits the canon timeline ❔🎤

(it has like… every character i could begin to find that existed near the marauders era)

[starchaseriseverything]

“I know.”

“Know what?”

“My surprise?”

“Of course you know. It’s your birthday and no one’s said anything.” Evan says.

“When’s my party?”

“Who says you’re getting a party?” Barty frowns. “Don’t be a baby.”

Barty frowns even more. “But I want a party.”

“Maybe you’ll get one, maybe you won’t.” Evan replies, giving him a kiss and walking away.

“Ev!”

“Goodbye, Barty!”

***

Evan drags Barty into the Ravenclaw common room and takes off the blindfold. “Surprise!”

Everyone looks at Barty. “Why did you say surprise?” Lily asks.

“Because I wanted to.”

“It’s your birthday.” Mary says.

“You get used to Barty’s antics after a while.” Evan replies.

“Yeah, but he’s never done something like this before.” Dorcas says.

“There’s a first for everything.” Pandora says.

“So, my presents?”

Dorcas and Pandora look at him. “What presents?”

Barty eyes them. “You know, the ones you’re supposed to get people on their birthday?”

Mary purses her lips. “I don’t think we got any of those.” Mary turns to Marlene. “Marls, have you seen any gifts around here?”

Marlene shakes her head. “No, maybe go look in your room. They could be there.”

Barty runs back to the Slytherin common room, Evan, Pandora, Dorcas, Mary, Lily, and Marlene following behind. He bursts in the common room and are greeted by everyone else. “You knew I would do something like this, didn’t you?”

They all nod.

“Why would we hold the party in the Ravenclaw common room when we could have it here?” Regulus says.

“We had to get you out somehow so everyone can set it up.” Evan says.

Barty chuckles. “I love you, all.” Barty kisses Evan and runs to his presents, already making a mess on the floor with all the wrapping paper.

[p4perhug]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MR. BOWIE 💌

Here is some fun headcanon for older wolfstar 🥹

They always celebrate David Bowies birthday. Every year. They smoke some w33d and listen to every album Bowie has ever published. After that they always go out dancing until 6am. EXCEPT when you're suddenly old, and too stoned to even leave the house. 😂 Teddy will totally give them shit for it.

AND I wanted to make their stupid little dream reality, too. MEETING BOWIE. Well...they met....somehow....

Let me know what you think of it ❤️

They are still soooo in love I could cry. Well...I did...indeed...

Follow me on Insta, if you want to: @p4perhug 🌙✨

[evyltalks]

Posting two days in a row just because it’s my birthday today

No more sad stuff on may 2nd!!

[outromoony]

Happy birthday to James Fleamont Potter, who has an ego the size of a lake, but a heart to match it.