#marauders fandom makes me angry

[wafflinglumos]

And what if I said Regulus wasn’t in Sirius’ shadow?

THE most NOBLE and ANCIENT House of Black would NOT allow their children to feel beneath someone, even someone in their own family.

Sirius’ arrogance is a MAJOR part of Harry Potter as a whole, so Regulus being the canonical golden child that he was would not feel inadequate to him in any way shape or form.

The only one I’ll let this fandom get away with making insecure is Andromeda and even then, this fandom doesn’t even care enough about her to do that, instead they decide to give that to Regulus and Sirius. Yay.

This fandom exhausts me terribly.

[acewitch-writes]

Fandom decided to make Remus a hyper-masculine dom, and for some reason, this involved stripping him of all of his kindness and softness in the process. Because I guess a character cannot be gentle and kind AND masculine. Only fem characters are allowed to have a character trait as soft as kindness.

If that wasn't bad enough, they also stripped him of any flaw that could be perceived as emasculating. His well-established avoidance and cowardice? His insecurity and passivity? His people pleasing tendencies and self-loathing? His devotion to Dumbledore and his deep admiration (and perhaps envy) for James and Sirius? All gone. Doesn't exist. Fanon Remus is the coolest, smartest, bravest, and most capable of all the Marauders.

Even his appearance was completely altered to ensure that Fanon Remus is just oozing with raw, unfiltered masculinity. This is a topic I am especially heated about as someone who is chronically ill. I relate deeply to Remus because I see my own struggles in the ways his Lycanthropy affects him. It makes him sickly and pallid, he is described as thin and worn down, both from the effects of the disease itself and later from the struggle of keeping himself fed and housed due to the stigma surrounding it.

But Fanon Remus? He's huge. He's buff. He towers over everyone else around him, intimidating and aloof with a cigarette hanging idly between his lips for optimum sex appeal. He is so strong, with his broad shoulders and his rock hard abs, and his Lycanthropy just makes him super fucking aggressive and horny around the full moon. He can lift Sirius up over his head with one arm. He's the Casanova, everyone wants him because he's just so hot and so cool. The fact that he is a werewolf only serves to elevate his primal, masculine allure.

[remusawoooo]

why do some of you post like it's remus' (a fictional character) fault that sirius is misinterpreted in fandom?? 😭😭 both of them are getting shat on, it's just interesting that some of you don't think that the alpha imposition is as demeaning as a feminine interpretation.

not that people don't make fun of the alpha remus tag, but somehow it's seen as "remus is made better than the pathetic loser that he is" while some even argue that sirius is the real alpha dom with his cigarettes and bikes. can we hit the brakes before swinging too much to the other end of the spectrum. if you still want a f/m dyanmic with sirius and remus roles reversed, how much credibility does your argument really have lmao.

[moony-t0ast]

wait i’m not on tiktok what’s going on over there??

there's just a lot of toxicity on that app in general but especially in the marauders fandom.. its an app dependent on content creators pushing out content as fast as possible and getting paid for it which in turn, makes the consumers greedy for more. and when it comes to fandom etiquette and ff authors, that's not something you're supposed to fuck around with. But its all they know.. the younger kids in this fandom didnt grow up in fandom the way we did; they grew up on TikTok and all those other fucking apps where content is spoon fed to them which in turn makes them feel entitled to ff authors works and it just doesn't work like that. dont get me wrong, im on TikTok and I understand its appeal but I'm not on there demanding things from creators as if it belongs to me.

[sleepiexx]

Something He’d Overheard

James Potter x fem!Reader

Note: I’ve been in the marauders fandom for over 7 years now, I think it’s high time I write a fic for it. Part of my efforts to branch out into writing for more fandoms than COD.

Summary: James finds himself head over heels when he sees you defending a first year student.

Warnings: some curse words here and there, bullying mention, overall rlly soft

Word Count: 1151

After countless fictional characters and random strangers on the street with pretty faces catching his burning ire, anyone who knew James Potter knew good and well that he was a lover. He had long believed in love at first sight, merely seeing someone eye-catching often sparked thoughts of budding romance, fantasies of how they would love and what their relationship would look like amongst other things. Soulmates and fate were a big concept to him too, for example his favorite book character, a headstrong witch who was kind and brilliant, well James had a hunch that in another life they were lovers.

He’d fallen in love just about a million times, and yet something about you was different.

You had caught James’ eye one day as he made the trek to the library to collect his good friend Remus for their group’s usual night’s worth of mischief. Your beautiful eyebrows were pinched together in anger, a sneer on your pretty lips, your voice was loud and firm as you scolded one of the usual culprits (a death eater in the making) for bullying a defenseless first year student.

Your hand clutched your wand intently as you damn near hissed the words, “you wanna try picking on someone who can actually fight back?”

They let out a scoff and left the scene, leaving you, the first year, and unbeknownst to you, James.

The switch between standoffishness and caring came like whiplash. Your tensed frame relaxed as you knelt down in front of the first year (those eleven year olds seemed to be growing shorter and shorter every year). Your dominant hand reached out and gently wiped away the younger child’s tears.

“Everything he said is bullshit,” you began, “he’s angry at the world, looking for someplace to fit in, and unfortunately it’s really easy to fall into the wrong crowd. You haven’t, and he’s jealous of that.”

The kid sniffled, pout still indented firmly on their little lips, “who would be jealous of me?”

You shook your head in disbelief, “plenty of people! You have a gift that a large part of the world’s population doesn’t possess, that’s something to be proud of no matter what other witches and wizards try to tell you. Heck, I’m even jealous of you.”

As you spoke a smile crept its way on the first year’s face, “you are?” They asked.

“Yeah, I am!” You nodded, “you’ve got six and a half more years left at Hogwarts to have fun and run about the castle, I only have another year and a half.”

“This place is pretty cool,” they muttered.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Your face lit up and you stood to your feet, offering the small child your hand so you could walk them back to their common room. You’d never seen the awe-stricken onlooker, but the scene was now burned into James’ mind.

It followed him to the library, where he convinced Remus to follow him to their other friends, a long walk that Remus spent listening to James drone on and on about you. It followed him to his dorm that night, and every other night for weeks leaving the marauders to know every single detail about you. And it most especially followed him to each of the classes you had together where James would stare at you and admire your appearance while daydreaming about you.

It was the third time that week that the scene had followed him to the lunch table when Sirius slammed his palms on the table, “I’m putting an end to this nonsense right now. You either talk to her, Prongs, or I will. And trust me, you won’t like how in depth I will go about those daydreams you’ve been having where-“

Sirius couldn’t even finish his sentence with how fast James jumped in, “alright, alright! I have potions with her next, I’ll talk to her, I swear.”

The statement leaves the marauders satiated in conversation as they finish up their lunch and head to their classes.

In potions, James nearly decides to abandon ship, facing a new anxiety he’d never experienced before when dealing with a girl. He decides that maybe it would be best to keep to himself, too afraid to stumble on his words and make a fool of himself in front of such a pretty girl. All this is until Professor Slughorn proclaims that today’s assignment requires a partner. If there ever was a time to shoot his shot, it’s now.

He takes deep breaths, adjusting his posture and forcing his every step to radiate confidence before he reaches you, “I was wondering if maybe you’d like to be my partner?”

You smile, “I’d love to! Fair warning, though, I’m not the best at potions.”

James bursts out into a giddy grin, “I’m willing to pick up the slack.”

“Unfortunately, I bet I’ll make you eat your words,” nonetheless you collect the ingredients as James collects the supplies.

When everything is together, James reads off the instructions. You follow them with great care, not wanting to make a fool of yourself in front of your new, devilishly handsome potions partner.

You make to slice open one of the ingredients, as the instructions called for, but your knife slips, sending the damned thing hurdling straight towards your face. You close your eyes, bracing yourself for an impact that never comes, reopening them only to be met with the sight of the back of James’ hand.

“Holy shit,” you curse, “did you just catch that?”

James nods, almost surprised at himself.

You shake your head in disbelief, “if you weren’t such a good chaser, I’d suggest you take up seeking.”

Your statement renews James’ confidence, so you’d noticed him too?

“Can I show you how to cut it?” He asks, a smile on his face.

You nod, watching his hands intently, confused when he disappears behind you. You quickly piece together what’s happening when he grabs your hands with his own, handing you the knife and positioning you so that you slice through the ingredient like it’s nothing.

“Great job!” James praises, even though it was him that had done all the work.

You still take the compliment, grinning from ear to ear as he tosses the final ingredient into the potion, creating the rich purple color you were striving for, “we make a really good team, Potter.”

“Oh yeah?” He asks, “well what do you say we see if we make as good of a couple?” You feel blood rush to your cheeks, James further clarifies “Hogsmeade this weekend? Just you and me?”

And you nod eagerly, “I would love that.”

If Sirius thought James asking you out would be the solution to him raving on and on about you all hours of the day, he was sorely mistaken and he was about to figure that out as soon as James stepped into the common room.

[ellecdc]

HEY POOKIE!!!!

Could I request a fic with either poly moon water or poly marauders where reader has had mental health issues but they were getting better and then they slip back into them. This happens to me in moments and I have to remind myself that it’s part of my progress but it would be so nice if I had someone else to say it too. No pressure lovely!!!!

I ADORE all of your marauders work!! Like OML I never know how much I needed poly moonwater until youuuu❤️❤️❤️😘

hi babes! totally get where you're coming from re: mental health issues. It's a marathon, not a race. and I'm so glad you love moonwater! my evil plan of converting the entire fandom (lol) is succeeding. I opted to go with the marauders but it's quite sirius centric

poly!marauders x fem!reader who is struggling with her mental health

CW: non-sexual nudity [nothing is described], discussion of dark mental headspace and anxiety/depression [again, nothing is described]

You felt awful.

You knew the boys would be understanding, but it didn’t make you feel any better about your behaviour.

You’d found yourself slipping back into familiar and darker headspaces as of late, and though you couldn’t deny the disconcerting comfort that familiarity brought, you knew you couldn’t allow yourself to fully fall back into it; you worked so hard to move beyond this, and you had been doing so well.

It hurt worse now that you felt like you weren’t just disappointing yourself anymore, but also disappointing three other people who - for whatever reason - cared an awful lot about you.  

You’d been inching closer and closer to a panic all day and wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed when you got home and pretend the world didn’t exist for a few hours days weeks. 

Those kinds of plans don’t work when you live with three other people, two of which have the tendency to coddle you.

You knew that irritability was one of the symptoms of your anxiety, but knowing that didn’t stop the sting of your words as they left your lips. 

James was too nice, too bright, too happy, too lovely. You felt like the polar opposite of your sweetest boyfriend, which made you feel even more disappointing than you already had. And Remus was a fixer; he had a tendency to see a problem and immediately start problem solving, but that’s not what you needed right now.

Of course, you didn’t say that.

Of course, you got angry and lashed out at them before storming off to your room and slamming the door.

What started off as feeling blue quickly spiralled into a low affect. Feeling low left you increasingly anxious. Your anxiety left you feeling disappointing and less than, which caused you to feel depressed. The more depressed you got, the more anxious you became. The more anxious you became, the more depressed you felt.

It was a vicious cycle and you were stuck in its seemingly never ending assault on you.

And now, you weren’t just depressed and anxious; you were also feeling terribly guilty and overwhelmed at the thought of having upset Remus and James. 

Remus, who only wanted to help, who only wanted you to feel better, who only wanted to care for you. 

And James, who only wanted to perhaps share a little bit of his joy with you on the off chance it could brighten your day.

You were awful.

Horrid.

You didn’t deserve them, and they didn’t deserve you - they deserved better. You deserved nothing.

You’re not sure how long you had been standing under the spray of the water with your head against the cool tile when you heard a gentle knock against the glass of the shower door.

You felt the irritability surge in your blood again at the intrusion of your pity party, but tried your hardest to take a steadying breath before you hummed a quiet “yeah?”

“Can I come in?” You heard Sirius’ voice ask from the other side, apparently having gotten home sometime during your meltdown.

He could, though you weren’t sure he should.

You were terrible after all.

Horrid. 

The glass door popped open and Sirius shoved his face in. You didn’t bother turning your face towards him but you could feel the questions permeating his being nonetheless.

“I’m coming in.” He announced, deciding on your behalf. 

You heard the sound of his clothes falling to the bathroom floor, and you knew if Remus were in here he’d be scolding him: “there’s a hamper right there, Sirius.” 

But Remus wasn’t here because you were awful and you couldn’t bring yourself to care about the sodding hamper nor Sirius’ clothes littering the floor.

Some of your steam escaped as Sirius opened the shower door fully and you were accosted with cool air that left your body covered in goosebumps. He corrected it quickly by standing under the spray with you and pushing his front up against your back, leaning his chin on your shoulder.

“Fuck, you take hot showers.” He commented.

Usually you’d laugh.

“Sorry.” You said instead.

He rubbed at your hips where his hands had fallen with his thumbs, eliciting another layer of goosebumps on your skin. 

“You’re not feeling too good, are you baby?” He asked quietly.

You let out an exhausted breath. “I don’t feel good; I’m no good.” You responded just as quietly.

Sirius ducked his chin down to kiss your shoulder before quickly replacing it.

“That’s not true.”

You didn’t respond, glad that the water streaming over your face hid the evidence of the tears escaping your eyes.

Wordlessly, Sirius pulled away and grabbed your shampoo, working it into your hair. You did nothing to help him in his task, keeping your head pressed against the shower wall as he lathered the soap on your scalp. He pulled the handheld down to rinse it out, paying special attention to point the spray away from your face since you didn’t seem too fussed over protecting your own eyes. He combed some conditioner through your hair and rinsed it out in much the same manner before grabbing a loofa and lathering body wash over your form.

“Sometimes it’s two steps forward and one step back.” He commented, finally breaking the silence that had long been only the sound of the water falling and each of your breaths. “But that still means you’re one step forward.”

A sob escaped you, causing Sirius to pause in his ministrations and pull you back into his chest again.

He didn’t say anything else; he knew better. Of course he would, Sirius sometimes understood this side of you better than the others did. Sirius had a tendency to fall into darker times too, also having a penchant for lashing out at those closest to him when things felt like too much.

He let you cry, standing under the likely too-hot-for-his-tastes water, as he rocked you back and forth with your head leaned back, resting on his shoulder as you faced toward the ceiling. 

“Do they hate me?” You whimpered eventually, trying to convince your lungs to take in slower, deeper breaths.

“Of course they don’t; you know they don’t.”

“Are they mad at me?”

You could feel Sirius shake his head, but he answered you verbally anyway.

“No, doll. They worry, is all.”

You didn’t like that. You didn’t want them to worry. “I’m fine.”

“I know you are.” He agreed readily. “They do too.”

You let that sit in the foggy air for a little bit.

“Do you know that?” He asked eventually.

“Know what?”

“That you’re okay? That you’re just fine?”

You thought about that for a moment. You were sad, and you were anxious, but were you fine?

You admitted to yourself you felt the familiar tendrils of your darker self pulling at you, but you could also admit it was different this time. You were better, you had been working hard, and most importantly, that hard work was paying off.

You may have been two steps forward and one step back, but you were still one step forward from where you started.

“You’re sure they’re not mad at me?” You asked instead, earning you a chuckle as Sirius turned you in his arms to hold your face between his hands. 

“No one is mad at you, love. I swear it. You are, however, very loved.”

You offered him the best smile you could muster and let him pull you forward for a chaste kiss. 

“Then… yes, I know I’m fine.” You agreed eventually, earning you a beaming smile from your boyfriend.

“Atta girl.” 

Your felt your cheeks heat up at the praise and pushed your forehead into his chest.

“Can we get out of this torture chamber, now? I swear this water is being heated by hellfire.” He joked, leaning around you to turn off the shower without your consent.

“It’s really not that bad.” You argued, earning you a scoff.

“I’m red, doll. The water has marred my skin, perhaps permanently.”

You continued arguing about proper shower etiquette as you rubbed lotion into your skin (and then into Sirius’ for his troubles [he really was sort of red]), and changed into your comfies.

You headed towards the living room before you remembered you were sort of ashamed with yourself for the way you had spoken to the other two boys, but Sirius didn’t allow you to hesitate in the hall as he caught your elbow when your steps faltered and ushered you into the room.

“Boys, we’re really going to have to do something about her shower habits.” He commented as if a) nothing had happened, and b) you weren’t even there. “I’m surprised she hasn’t completely melted her skin off." 

“Perhaps hot showers are how she gets so beautiful, Sirius, ever think about that?” James jested back, earning him an indignant scoff.

“Are you saying I’m not pretty, Jamie?”

“As pretty as Y/N?” Remus interjected, looking between the two of you as if assessing. “No, not at all.” 

“Well I-” Sirius began, but you interrupted.

“I’m sorry.”

Everyone’s shoulders fell as they turned to look at you, clearly willing to brush over the tension if that had been what you wanted.

“I was rude and irritable when I got home, and neither of you deserved that. I’m sorry.”

“Angel…” James started, opening his arms for you which you readily accepted and tucked yourself into his chest.

“I was never mad to begin with, but I’ll go ahead and forgive you right now if that’ll make you feel better, okay?” He murmured into your wet hair.

“Okay. Thank you.” You murmured back.

“You’re too sweet for us, dove.” Remus commented, moving to place a consoling hand on your back.

“I was the opposite of that earlier.” You chuckled at your own expense. 

“Please.” Sirius scoffed derisively. “These two are too nice, especially when you feel like shit; I’ve given them a far harder time than you have, dollface.” 

“It’s true.” James said quickly. “He once told me he’d rather have a cup of tea with his mother than snuggle with me when he was in one of his moods once.”

You gasped and looked at Sirius in horror. “You did not.”

Sirius, not at all guilty, shrugged nonchalantly. “Sure did, and I meant it too.”

“Oh come off it.” Remus chided, pulling Sirius into his side who broke out in a grin, effectively eliminating his earnest facade. 

“No, of course I didn’t mean it.” He relented, leaning further into Remus’ side. 

“I don’t like myself very much when I’m like this.” You admitted quietly.

“We’ll love you enough for all of us in the meantime then, yeah?” James asked, pulling you into his arms tighter.

“Just be patient with yourself dove, you’re much too hard on yourself. We’re here now and we’ll be here when you feel better too.” Remus added.

“Can’t get rid of us that easily, dollface.” Sirius concluded, shooting you a wink.

Two steps forward and one step back.

But you were still one step forward.

You knew you would make two more steps forward again soon.

[birdiebirdjay]

controversial opinions on characters? (specifically harry potter)

hi anon! thanks for the ask :)

hmmmm i have quite a few

i don't like luna lovegood. i think she's very irritating as a person and i would absolutely go batshit if i had to interact with her in real life. she is the wizard equivalent of a flat earther and an anti vaxxer, not a spiritual guide. hermione wasn't narrow minded for doubting her and xeno, they were the narrow minded ones for never questioning their beliefs despite the MOUNTAINS of evidence against them. rahhh she makes me so angry. (i hate that i have to specify, but this isn't misogynistic, i would feel the same if she was a guy.)

lucius malfoy is a relatively harmless guy, he's just slippery. he gives me such peacock vibes. he just wants to show off and look rich and not be questioned. (also he def dotes on narcissa and draco which is adorable to explore in fics <3 i think he would be an amazing father to a little girl and would have loved a daughter which i like exploring in my fics, but that's just a headcanon)

draco is the same way, i feel. iirc he's usually too scared to start shit unless crabbe and goyle are there, he just makes me laugh tbh. of course he does do and say some shitty things but i am just. unable to take him seriously. this may be because i haven't thought about his character in a while, but as of right now, i don't really see him as evil OR a sympathetic little boy. he's just. a little dude. (he is more dangerous than his father though, i'll give him that.) i mean if marauders stans are allowed to glorify james potter and put him on a pedestal, i'm allowed to have this.

percy weasley! i love percy so much, i think this is an uncommon opinion but i don't really know. i think he's amazing, i've already talked about him a lot on my blog so ye :)

i think the weasley family is dysfunctional asf. i don't think i personally can explain it, but this post by @/arkadijxpancakes does a great job of comprehensively analyzing their history and dynamics as well as showing why each weasley is the way they are. super good read!

albus dumbledore: i don't know why this is controversial but i actually think he was a good character, all things considered. yes, he did some bad things, but they were to help save the wizarding world in the end. he set it all up.

severus snape: i think he's awesome, deserved WAY better, and was a traumatized character who is severely overhated. please don't try to fight me on this, you'll just give me a headache.

lily evans: this is a very new opinion of mine but... i don't think she was a great person. i used to wonder 'how could james potter, a shitty little twit twat, end up with such a wonderful and kind and amazing person?' but i've come to realize, she's really not those things. she was kind of a shit friend from what we know. i still think she's very interesting, but not necessarily a good person.

harry potter!! i want to include him because i think that quite frankly he is an awesome little dude but is super underrated and borderline disliked by a big part of the fandom. though i personally feel like he could have been written better in some ways, i still love him tons and i think he deserves more appreciation <33 (also i adore the idea of an oddly specific au where percy and oliver team up to take care of lil tiny first year harry)

neville longbottom: this may be the most controversial one yet but i just don't feel the hype. i feel like he was largely unimportant in the first six books besides as a side character (but it's been a while since i read most of them, so correct me if i'm wrong) and yeah he was cool in the seventh, but like... i still don't feel it. he was pretty boring imo. i think i logically understand why he's loved, but i don't personally relate :/

(canon) james potter: hate him. -100000000/10. he can go die. (OH WAIT HE ALREADY DID!) i'm sorry, i just cannot like him. fanon james is awesome and super cute and lovable, but fanon james is a whole different person than canon james. if we compare young severus to harry, james is dudley dursley in literally every way. rich, privileged, gets away with everything, and loves picking on powerless and vulnerable people for fun. the only difference is that james potter tended to do it with a partner/group, and dudley could do it on his own. oh, and dudley apologized, i guess. it was pretty half assed but we did see him trying to be better with the teacup and stuff. they both suck, obviously, but at least dudley had a slight turning point. maybe i just don't like james because we never saw him be apologetic or regret anything in canon? idk.

cho chang: i honestly really liked her! i thought she and harry could have been super cute ever since i read the third book. now obviously valentines day of 1996 was a disaster, but i still think that if she and harry had met up again after the war and after they had figured themselves out, they could have sort of talked and apologized and moved on and possibly rekindled. idk, this isn't really as ~controversial~ as some of the others because i feel like cho chang is just more forgotten than unpopular or controversial, but i don't see a lot of charry content out there so i'm putting this here :]

one last thing i almost forgot, VIKTOR KRUM IS A FUCKING CREEP!! i used to be more hesitant about voicing this opinion because he's so loved in the fandom, but GOD DAMN he's a creep. as a famous, rich, popular adult, he asks out a 15 year old and is super nice to her and appreciates her intellect and is generally very sweet to her, but that just. that literally just sounds like grooming to me?? wtf?? i mean if i was asked out at 15 by an 18 year old, i would be VERY creeped out. also he comments on how attractive ginny (15 at the time) is at bill's wedding when HE IS IN HIS 20s. he then makes a comment along the lines of 'what's the point of being famous if all the good looking girls are taken?' HEY HERE'S AN IDEA, FIND A WOMAN INSTEAD OF A GIRL??

there's gotta be more controversial opinions i have but no one else comes to mind right now; feel free to request opinions on specific characters! i have a lot of those :]

[de4thbycre4tion]

I feel like the only character we see being depicted as having an ed in the Marauders fandom is Regulus (and sometimes Sirius) because of the way they were raised, but the girls are never struggling with it. Which is completely irrealistic, since girls are very very often the victims of eds (not saying that men are never affected by them, but it's less often).

I have an eating disorder myself, I've had both binge eating disorder and anorexia (currently recovering from the latter) and it just makes so much sense to me for girls to have/have had an ed.

Writing eating disorders can be very complicated, especially if you've never had one, but even if you have, capturing the complete obsession that food becomes through words can be very hard, but I'm still disappointed that I've never read a single fic in which it's even mentionned. I get that it's a sensitive subject, but like... Not even a single hint at it is very disappointing to me

Here's some of my fav hcs:

I've always pictured Lily as having binge eating disorder, I can see so much of me in her, (craving academic validation, overworking herself, feeling like a burden, sibling issues, etc) and to me she binges as a form of comfort, whenever she feels sad or angry or just a little down she binges on anything she can find. She binges until she feels sick and sometimes throw up because her stomach just can't take it. She always feels guilty and always tells herself she'll stop but always comes back to it all throughout her (sadly short) life.

For Mary, I feel like her family has always taught her to love her body and that size doesn't matter but she still fell in the trap of anorexia in her teenage years (another thing I can relate to lol) and she feels so bad for telling people to just accept themselves and eat as much as they need when she herself starves herself and hates her body. She cries over not having a thigh gap and oversexualise herself to get compliments because let's be honest, when you have anorexia you live off of other's perception of you. She feels validated and happy when people tell her she looks worrying.

Marlene, to me, does have a weird relatonship with her body, but she never had an ed. She plays quidditch regularly and has a pretty fast metabolism, so she's naturally skinny compared to Lily or Mary, so weight isn't a problem to her. Her biggest problem is that she has the biggest case of body disphmorphia. If she closes her eyes she couldn't picture herself in her mind even if she tried. She's always wearing oversized clothes and avoiding mirrors because looking at her own body is confusing, if not even scary to her. She doesn't have a clue what she looks like and she hates when people comment on her looks, positively or negatively.

This is getting long so I'll stop here but part 2 about the Black sister is here!

[maxdibert]

I know this might be more aggressive than I usually do, but I'm honestly tired. I can't help but believe that the marauders fandom lives in a completely different reality than mine.

They love to force how good James Potter was, but this same James exposed Severus' intimacy. “He had no intention”, if a person takes the life of another without intention, does that change that a person died? It doesn't change. But they love to say that because there is no intention, there is no guilt, when that's not how it works. Besides all the repetition of how Severus was an incel and James was the one who sincerely loved Lily. The epitome of agape, they say, when in reality, he was just a spoiled little rich boy who can't hear "no" from a girl and get on with his life and instead he... *checks notes* threatened and blackmailed their supposed “love” in addition to chasing his best friend with his gang of idiots and, at the same time, leading the other to hell, even though said boy heard the girl’s “no” and disappeared from her life as she asked.

They act as if Severus being a spy was no big deal and it was his obligation to do something to defeat Voldemort, when it wasn't, he had already done enough by going out of their way to give a warning about the Potters' safety. Aside from the stilted speech that "he did it for the girl", when, amazingly, said girl, at this point, is already dead, he would have gained nothing by doing what he did for the wizarding world. It seems like a competition about who objectifies Lily the most in Severus' life, when Severus: never said anything negative about her, never assumed anything about her sex life or even said that she deserved to die for not choosing him, on the contrary , he blamed himself and wished for his own death. "But, look, he bullied the son of the woman he said he loved, that's definitely obsession," his character flaws in relation to Harry were never about Lily but about old memories of his bully. His problem was always unique and exclusive to James Potter. Every time he insults Harry it's always "you're like your father", but never once did he say anything even remotely negative about Lily or blame her for cutting off her friendship with him. But still, the fandom loves to spew nonsense about how he "wanted to get into the girl's pants and got angry when he couldn't."

I vented, sorry.

That’s why I genuinely think most Snaters are just kids—they see everything in black and white and don’t understand that life doesn’t work that way. Severus didn’t owe anyone anything. The fact that he felt bad about Lily wasn’t an obligation; he could have not cared and it still would’ve been fine. Lily cut ties with him. Lily married his bully. It would’ve been completely justified for him to see her as a piece of trash after she ended up with James. Honestly, I would’ve seen her as trash. If a former friend of mine pulled something like that—ending up with someone who had physically and psychologically tormented me for years, knowing full well what I went through—they’d be lucky if I didn’t burn their house down for being such a piece of work.

But Severus's relationship with Lily carried an enormous emotional weight because she had been his attachment figure for many years. So it makes sense that he ended up feeling so guilty, especially since he was the one who told Voldemort the prophecy. But again, even the prophecy wasn’t something he shared with malicious intent. Severus was doing his job as an agent in a war (even if he was on the "wrong" side), and it just so happened that his work unintentionally affected someone he cared about. Of course, he felt guilty afterward—it’s completely understandable. Anyone in his position, with his life experiences, would.

If I were in his place, though? I would’ve ignored Lily completely. Let her and her bully of a husband die, honestly, LOL.

One thing I find fascinating about Severus is how much things actually matter to him. He cares about repaying his debt to society. He cares about redeeming himself for what happened to Lily. He cares about doing the right thing to atone for his mistakes. And he doesn’t have to care, because all the people he sacrifices himself for are people who treated him like garbage at some point.

He didn’t have to be loyal to Dumbledore, especially after Dumbledore forced him to stay silent when he was almost killed as a teenager, made him keep that secret, and left him out in the cold. He didn’t have to be loyal to Lily either. No matter how their friendship ended, I think it’s indefensible (and I’m sure others would agree) for her to get involved with a spoiled rich kid whose whole reputation was built on tormenting others. He didn’t have to risk his life for the Order when most of its members openly despised him his entire life.

He didn’t have to do any of it. And honestly? It would’ve been justifiable for him not to, given his context and his past. But he did. He did all of it because he wanted to be a better person.

Sure, his personality doesn’t always reflect that, but let’s be real—that’s the personality of someone who never stops suffering. His reactions aren’t strange—they’re the normal reactions of someone with unresolved trauma who’s reached adulthood without the chance to fully develop emotional or social maturity because of that same trauma.

And of course, he didn’t need to beg for James’s life. If I were Severus, I wouldn’t have asked Voldemort to spare James. I’d have asked him to inflict the worst possible torture on James before finishing him off. But then again, I’m Spanish, and we Mediterraneans have hot tempers and always choose violence, LOL.

But seriously, I’m so fed up with the endless whining about why Severus did this or that. It doesn’t matter why. The fact is, he did it. The important thing is that his actions contributed to a cause, and thanks to him, the world was saved. Everything else is irrelevant because, let’s be honest, many of us would’ve walked away from saving a society that judged, mistreated, and condemned us without a second thought.

[thegreymarveljedi]

Mistress Please!

Sub! Hunter x Soft Dom! Reader

(It’s currently 2:09am where I am and I can’t sleep so here, Have smut.)

Here is a SPICY fic for you all😈!

It’s been a while since I wrote a true spicy smutty fic but I had some inspiration from a previous fic I had in my drafts for a different fandom that I no longer write for. I also wanted to write for Hunter because I love him a lot and he’s just sexy as hell. Sue me (please don’t lol).

This is a pre! Order 66, pre! Echo fanfic. I love him but this story makes a little more sense if it’s set before season 7 of the clone wars.

Warning: SMUTTTTT, soft Dom! Reader, strap on use, anal fingering/sex (m! Receiving), Hunter using a buttplug😳, mentioned/ use of sex toys, slight cum eating, handjob, bandana as bondage, edging, use of mistress, pet names, praise! kink, ONE term of degradation used in explanation, aftercare, Hunter is sexy, man in lingerie, little bit of self doubt Hunter, lots of FLUFFF, let Hunter be taken care of.

(I didn’t realize how much I wrote or much kinky stuff I included but I hope you enjoy reading it😈)

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“You look so pretty baby, so hot and sexy,”you said as Hunter sat in front of you on his knees, thighs spread and cock an angry red.

The two of you were alone on the Marauder, Wrecker, Tech and Crosshair having gone to 79’s on one of the very rare shore leaves that the squad gets. You were going to follow until Hunter gently took you hand and gave you those eyes that told you he needed you.

You could never deny your handsome Sergeant anything which is what led to this scenario.

“Please mistress, please,” He begged as he watched you walk around him, admiring the view.

“Hush, I’m admiring you,” you said and ran a hand down his face then back up and through his hair. Hunter’s bandana gone from is head and being used to hold his hands together in front of him.

“You look beautiful too…” Hunter said quietly and looked up at you with puppy eyes. He was admiring how beautiful and commanding you looked in your Jedi robes. How you felt like a predator circling your prey. You smiled and kissed his temple, continuing to run your hands over his lingerie covered body. He had been so receptive to wearing it, the black and red set accentuating his muscles and how hard and red his cock was.

“Thank you baby boy, but that’s not going to get you anything right now. Right now, I’m admiring how beautiful you are in these garments,” You teased and reached down giving Hunter’s ass a good smack. He moaned and braced himself on all fours before sitting back up on his knees again.

“I’m all yours,” Hunter moaned as he looked up at you with glossy eyes, cock red and dripping for attention. The anticipation had been building for the last hour and Hunter was teetering on the edge of climax.

“You’re damn right about that baby~” you said and held his face, leaning in and giving him a sloppy kiss. Hunter relinquished control and let you control the kiss, just enjoying how your lips and tongue felt against his.

“So hard and dripping for me baby,” You said and kneeled down, grasping his cock in your hand, giving it a squeeze and a few teasing pumps. Hunter moaned, his head falling onto your shoulder and his breath ragged.

“Only for you mistress,” Hunter whimpered and his cock twitched with need, wanting more of your touch to be on him. You shushed him quietly, kissing his neck and giving it teasing little nips. Hunters hips bucked softly, not being able to resist your warmth.

“Mm I’m glad,” You smirked and ran your thumb over the tip of his cock, more precum dripping down with the movement. You smiled and brought your thumb up to your lips, moaning dramatically as you sucked your thumb clean. Hunter watched with doppy eyes and sighed at the sight

“You taste so salty baby. Dripping so much for me,” you taunted teasingly, watching as Hunter took a deep breath and let it out shakily. Even with him on his knees for you, his heightened senses were working overtime.

“I want you so bad Mistress,” Hunter whimpered and bucked his hips up slightly again before you halted his movements with a small smack to his thigh. You gave him a pointed look and he immediately stopped, knowing that he should be staying still.

“Patience baby boy, I want to soak in this view, you in red and black lingerie, you look so hot,” you said sensually and ran a hand over his body again, squeezing him in all the right places.

“I do feel really sexy in it,” Hunter said and gave a small innocent smile, sighing as you continued to touch him and run your hands and fingers all over his body. Hunter started panting again as you touched him, his brain foggy and mind falling.

“As you should my sexy, beautiful boy,” You smirked and laid on your stomach, taking his raging red cock into your mouth, sucking harshly making Hunter moan loudly.

“Fuck!” The curse came out loud and Hunter had to do everything in his power not to fall forward. He held his bound hands up to his chest to give you more room to suck him off, his body trembling at finally feeling some relief. Hunter dropped him head to his chest but that was a huge mistake. When his eye met yours he moaned.

You were looking up at him through your lashes, eyes big and lips swollen as you sucked his cock. Your left hand came up and held his balls, giving them a firm yet gentle squeeze as your other hand made its way into the waist of the panties he wore. You lifted the waist band and pulled before letting it go, smacking his hip and making him yelp.

Hunter’s eyes closed as he tried not to cum in that moment. You could tell by his expression and the way his balls clenched that he was holding back. Your right hand came up to his cock and pumped it, your left squeezing his balls a little harder.

“Cyare,” Hunter whimpered and you lifted off of him with a pop, lifting onto your knees and coming to be level with his face. Hunters eyes were glossy and face flushed, his lips were quivering and body twitching. You smirked and kissed him, biting his lip and moaning into his mouth.

“You’ve been so good for me Hunter. You’ve been such a good boy for me,” you whispered and rested your forehead against his, your hands halting their movements on him for a moment. Hunter closed his eyes and relished in the intimacy of the moment, soaking it all in.

“I-I’ve tried,” he whispered back, knowing that he just needed to be balanced again by the love of his life. You smiled and kissed him softly, removing your hands from his body and making him whimper. You slowly brought your hands up and removed the bandana from his wrists, massaging them gently and allowing him to work them out.

After another minute or so, you stood up and helped Hunter up, holding him tightly as his legs shook. His knees were red from sitting on them and his cock was still weeping for attention, hard and dripping with precum.

“You’re such a good boy. Such a good listener and so good at following instructions,” you said as you shed your rode and hung it up on the rack next to the bunks. Next was your belt, then your top and bottoms, the articles of clothing hitting the floor one after the other.

Hunter stood there mesmerizing watching you undress, his hand itching to reach out and touch you. But he held back, not wanting to disobey you now. The change in pace and power was exhilarating for him, allowing you to take care of him and dominate him.

Once you were left in just your matching undergarments, you looked back at Hunter to see him already looking at you. You smiled and stepped up to him, grabbing his cock again and giving it a few teasing strokes. The contact made Hunter throw his head back with a moan, the pressure feeling really good on his aching cock.

“Please mistress, need you so bad,” he panted out and you smiled at him again.

“I know baby. You deserve a reward for being so good for me,” you said and reached around his body, giving him ass a firm squeeze. Hunter groaned at the contact, his head falling forward into your shoulder once more.

“How would you like it baby?” You asked him, bringing your fingers under his chin and making him look at you. Hunter’s eyes met yours before they looked down to avoid your gaze. You lifted his chin a little more and forced him to meet your eyes again, making his eyes widen.

“Hunter,” you said sternly and he sighed before meeting you eyes again.

“I-I want you to fuck me. Please mistress I need you so bad,” Hunter pleaded wantonly. You smiled and nodded, giving him another sloppy kiss and pumping his cock a little harder.

“Of course baby boy. You’ve been so good,” you said and pushed him back a little until his legs hit his bunk.

“Umm..” Hunter hesitated and placed his hands on your hips and squeezed twice, a sign that you both developed that meant to stop. You stopped immediately and pulled away slightly, pushing his hair from his face and waiting for him to speak up.

“What is it Hunter? Is everything okay?” You asked quietly, holding his face very gently and kissing his cheeks lightly.

“I mean actually fuck me,” he said quietly and hesitantly. It took you a moment to process what he was asking before a huge grin broke out on your face.

“Ohhhh. You mean FUCK you,” you said and grinned as Hunter’s check turned pink before he nodded. “Of course I can do that for you baby. You know how much I love that tight ass,” you continued, reaching around and grabbing his ass again, giving it a good squeeze and smacking it. Hunter grunted and jumped at the contact, leaning into your hand that was still wrapped around his cock.

“Yes please, please mistress I need it,” he whimpered.

You smirked and stepped back and away from him, moving over to your bunk and opening the hidden compartment at the head of the bunk. Inside, there was a strap-on, a bottle of lube and a few other toys for your own personal use. You took out the strap on and slowly put it on, making a show of pulling it over your ass and tightening it. You gave Hunter a show as you did, making his mouth water. Hunter watched with wide eyes and a watering mouth. He had been fucked by you before but it wasn’t something he asked for often. He didn’t know why because it felt so good when you fucked him.

You turned to face Hunter once the strap on was secured on your body, pumping your cock slowly and spreading lube around it. Hunters eyes were glued to it as you stroked it, his own cock weeping even more.

“You ready for me baby boy?” You whispered huskily, voice dripping with lust. All Hunter could do was nod as he stood up and turned around, bending over the edge of his bunk and discarding his panties. You moaned loudly at the sight that awaited you, something you had completely missed as the night had gone on. Protruding from Hunters tight hole was a shining red butt plug, one that you had bought for him a while back but had not seen him use. The fact that he had taken the time to use it tonight made you feel wet through your own panties.

“Fuck, look at you baby boy. All plugged up for me. You look so sexy like this,” you said, moving closer to him and running a hand over his round cheeks. You gave his ass another couple smacks making him moan, his head falling forward a little and his hands bracing on the bed.

“You must really want me to fuck you. So desperate for my cock in you,” you said and leaned over his back, running you hands up and down his sides. You could feel a shudder run through him as he nodded.

“Yes. I need you so bad. I want your cock so fucking bad it hurts, please cyar’ika. Please fuck me like a good boy, remind me that I’m still human,” Hunter whimpered, his words coming out slightly jumbled and slurred as you continued to touch him in all the right places.

His words made your heart break a little, knowing that as the leader of the squad, he had a lot of pressure on his shoulders. Sometimes it was hard to let go of the battles even if they were successful, the stress of keeping his brothers safe made him feel trapped.

“Of course my dear. Of course I’ll fuck that tight ass of yours.”

“Thank you mistress.”

You slowly moved your hand down his body and firmly took hold of the plug, twisting it a little bit. Hunter groaned, his eyes closing tightly at the feeling of the plug finally moving. He had had it in for a good few hours before he pulled you aside after the others had left. Slowly you took the plug out, watching as Hunters ass protested and stretched around it as it came out. Hunter bit down on the back of his hand as you pulled it out, moaning as it fully left his body.

“Fuck,” he let it out, looking at you over his shoulder. You only smiled at him as you through the plug beside him on the bed, grabbing the bottle of lube and pouring a good amount over his ass. Hunter moaned again at the cool feeling of the lube on his ass, the sensation soothing is over stimulated ass.

He moaned again as you spread it around his hole, dipping your fingers into him to coat the inside. Hunter groaned at the feeling of your fingers inside him, stretching him out and preparing him for the main event.

“You’re taking my fingers so good baby,” you whispered in him ear. Hunter moaned in response, having a hard time keeping his hips still as you slowly fucked the lube into him with your fingers. You pulled them out after another moment and used what lube was left on your fingers to stroke your cock, Hunter’s eyes following the movement of your hand. You stepped closer to the bed, lining the strap-on up with Hunter’s hole before slowly pushing in. He moaned at the stretch, his head falling back down onto the mattress of his bunk.

His cock was weeping, precum leaking out like a faucet. He had a hard time controlling his hips, wanting so badly to push back against you and have himself filled all the way.

“Patience baby, give me a sec,” you said in a hushed whisper, adjusting the strap on slightly so that it pushed right against your clit in the most delightful way. You moaned at the feeling, knowing now that you were ready to fuck Hunter the way he needed.

“You ready for me?” You asked, reaching around to grab Hunter’s cock, squeezing it before beginning to stroke it lightly. All Hunter could do was moan and nod at the stimulation, his legs shaking with anticipation.

“I need works cyare, use your words,” you said and gave his ass a firm smack. Hunter’s hips jerked at the impact and another moan left his lips.

“Yes yes, yes, please fuck me, fuck me please I need it so bad,” he whined, words slurred and voice raised an octave.

“That’s my good boy,” was all you said and slowly pushed into Hunter. His eyes went wide before they slammed shut and a relieved groan left his lips. His face was pressed even further into the mattress as you continued to push in until you were fully sheathed inside of him. You moaned at the feeling, the dildo of the strap rubbing perfectly against your clit.

You could feel Hunters precum leaking down your hand, the sticky substance making for good lube to use on his cock.

“You’re so hard for me baby. Dripping and tight for me. Ready for me to fuck you huh?” You said and Hunter only nodded, words failing him at the unbelievable feeling of being so full.

“Please mistress,” Hunter whined and that’s all it took for you to break and finally give him what he wanted, you slowly pulled out before pushing back in quickly, setting a rough pace all while checking in and making sure that Hunter was okay.

He was in heaven, being taken care of, fucked and made to cum like a little whore was all he needed right now. He wasn’t the sergeant of clone force 99 right now. He was your good boy and he felt so good. You continued to fuck him, thrusting in and out of his tight ass while pumping and squeezing his cock.

Hunter moaned each time you thrusted in, his hips moving back to meet yours and pushing the strap even harder to your clit. You moaned with him as you fucked him, praising him for being so good and patient, for being so strong and caring. Hunter couldn’t take much more, the teasing and the build up of the last hour, or was it more? He couldn’t even think now.

“Please mistress! Please I need to cum, I want to cum so bad,” Hunters voice was strained his legs and arms shaking with how hard he was refraining from cumming without permission. You could feel him shaking, the effort and strain he was putting on himself in order not to cum was something you felt so proud of him for.

Once more you squeezed his cock, thrusting into him a little faster and faster, hitting his prostate with every thrust. Hunter let out a screaming ‘Yes!’ As he felt it, his mind going blank and his eyes rolling into the back of his head. All he heard next was a strong yet gentle voice in his ear telling him too…

“Cum.”

Hunter moaned loudly as he finally let himself go, cumming so hard he forced you out of him. His cum came pouring out, stream after stream of it landing in the bed, the durasteel floor of the ship and all over your hand. You moaned at the feeling, your own orgasm following as you watched Hunter let go, his asshole clenching and unclenching with every squirt of his orgasm.

Eventually he came down, the seemingly endless streams of cum stopping and before he knew it, he was laid on your bunk, cleaned up and wrapped him a warm, soft blanket with a loose black shirt and a fresh pair of boxers. His mind still had yet to fully comprehend what had happened. He turned over slowly, watching as you cleaned the floor while simultaneously striping his bunk and throwing the sheets in the corner to be washed later. That’s when he noticed some pain killers and a glass of water sitting in the open cubby of your bunk along with an extra ration bar. Hunter blinked a couple times, a soft groan leaving his lips as he finally came back down to earth.

Hunter’s groan alerted you to him being awake and you smiled at him as you finished cleaning up. Hunter smiled back a little and tried to sit up, wincing a little at the slight pain in his butt. You quickly came over to help him sit up, putting a few pillows under his back to support him. You held out the water and the pain killers for him, encouraging him to hydrate. He smiled and leaned his head onto your shoulder, no words needed to be exchanged between you two.

Aftercare was always a big part of your bedroom life on both sides, both of you needing a little extra support after such activities. Hunter took small sips of the water and downed the pain killers, his throat feeling relieved as the water went down. You held one of the ration bars up to his mouth, encouraging him to take a bite little by little. He did so without hesitation, trying hard not to scarf it down in one go.

You smiled as he ate, running your fingers through his hair and whispering sweet nothings to him. Once he was finished with his water, rations and settled back into your bunk, he made grabby hands to you as you stood up.

“Give me a second my love, I just have to finish cleaning up,” you said quietly and kissed his forehead, going back to cleaning and using the force to your advantage. Hunter nodded and watched as you finished, making sure to leave no trace of your explicit activity. Once you were finished you made your way back over to your bunk, lying down next to Hunter as he moved the blanket away for you to get beneath it.

“How’re you feeling darling,” you asked quietly, adjusting yourself into a comfortable position and holding onto Hunter, running your fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp.

“So good,” he mumbled softly into your neck, giving a small kiss to your collarbone and nuzzling his face further in. You giggled at him and ran a hand up and down his back, giving it a scratch making him groan in pleasure.

“That feels good,” he slurred out quietly.

“I’m glad my dear,” you replied before holding him closer, giving him kisses and soothing touches.

It was quiet for another few minutes before Hunter slowly pulled away from your neck and looked at you properly, his eyes scanning over your smiling face. Your smile was contagious and he smiled back at you, reaching a tender hand up and cupping your cheek. You nuzzled into his hand, taking in the warmth of it and the soft feeling of his skin.

“Thank you. For everything today.”

“Always my dear. I’m always here to help you in anyway you need.”

“I appreciate that a lot more than I let on. You help bring me back down to earth. You make me feel more human than just a soldier.”

You looked at Hunter with adoration, reaching up to mimic his hand on your cheek, running your thumb lightly over the tattoo on his left cheek. Hunter nuzzles into your hand, turning and kissing the palm lightly.

“I love you so much,” Hunter whispered and leaned forward, giving you a sweet kiss. You smiled into it and reciprocated the kiss, thumbing at his cheek a little more before pulling away.

“I love you too Hunter. So much.”

“How long was I out?” He asked, his voice nothing but a whisper.

“Only for about ten minutes. You came a lot,” you giggled and Hunter sighed, snuggling back into your neck as you wrapped your arms around him.

“I’m sorry,” Hunter said and you pulled back a little confused.

“What are you sorry for?”

“For not helping to clean up…”

“Oh stop you silly man. You have nothing to apologize for at all. Tonight was for you and I wanted to take care of you.”

Hunter found your eyes again and saw only love and truth in them, his eyes closing as you gave him a kiss to the forehead.

“I love you Hunter. I always will.”

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Thank you for reading! Comment if you’d like to see more spice fics!

[wafflinglumos]

Current day Wolfstar(let me preface this by saying, you should take liberties when it comes to these character, JKR sucks, these are just my gripes with how the fandom currently perceives these two)

Aka I’m annoyed so I’m making it everyone else’s problem. The “stupid feminine Sirius who’s 5’4 and who’s oh so much uglier than Remus, and he’s basically just a charity case!” STOP IT, stop it stop it, stop it. I have zero problem with feminine Sirius, go wild, my problem is with relating femininity to weakness and stupidity.

Also, I am so, SO sick of “big alpha 6’5 hot Gryffindor Casanova Remus Lupin”, not only does it not make sense, it’s annoying, and it reinforces gender roles. Remus Lupin spent his whole life being told he was basically a big scary monster, who can’t be around other children, HOW do you think he would react to being perceived as this big angry asshole with no regard for the people around him?

ALSO, Remus Lupin was NOT drop dead gorgeous, I’m sorry to say, he was not the hottest guy around(that is still my darling man and I will not tolerate anything against my darling man), he was a scrawny werewolf with scars, and premature lines and shabby clothing, if anything, he looked like an anemic average British man in the seventies, if not below average.

Sirius was literally “Hogwarts’ pretty boy”. I’m not saying this to make Remus seem like a charity case, because, wolfstar is pointless when you make one the “man” or “woman”, or “hot” and “ugly”, i’m saying this because Casanova Remus Lupin annoys me, if ANYONE was “Casanova of Gryffindor Tower” it was Sirius Black. (I also think people forget the negative connotation with the term “Casanova”, which is sometimes annoying to see when talking about Remus, or Sirius)

Also, I could talk about how canonically, Sirius was the tallest marauder, or how a huge part of his character was HOW hot he was, I could talk about how he was hotter than Regulus, i COULD talk about how Remus wasn’t the smartest marauder, I could talk about how Sirius is canonically an overly clever wizard, I could talk about how if anyone is aggressive between the two, it was Sirius, but, I don’t think I will, because that will seem like I’m trying to push Sirius being the “aggressive man” of the two, and Remus being the “ugly woman” of the two, and I don’t believe that,

Wolfstar has now become just a way to reinforce gender roles on two characters, and that’s gross, making Remus the smart aggressive “man” of the relationship, and Sirius the stupid small “woman” of the relationship, is just gross dude.

Wolfstar doesn’t HAVE to fall into gender norms, that’s not necessary, neither of them HAVE to be the “man” or “woman”, that’s NOT necessary.

Remus being a funky looking guy, while Sirius is a hot nepo baby, is so beautiful, and it makes their relationship so much more interesting than “man aggressive and hot” and “woman ugly but pretty and pathetic”.

Anyways, let Remus be a skrunkly little man, and let Sirius be hot, also STOP ASSIGNING GENDER ROLES TO THEM OH MY GOOOOOD DHFBFJDJCJ

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts part 37

chapter 56:

1. 😦 they.. they put a mask on sirius? they put him in azkaban?? my boy!! no!

2. 😭😭 sirius having already killed three guards tho. i love him

3. “Bastards they may be, stupid they are not.”

4. “At least he gets the sound of his own voice, though, which is a huge improvement in his opinion.”

he’s so funny i love him. he’s a murderer! he fell in love with a servant! he loves the sound of his own voice! he’s demisexual! he volunteered for regulus twice! he likes wood carving! he called the random guard “stuart”! he convinced the head gamemaker to change the rules so he can keep his brother and best freind! he continues to obnoxiously sing when face to face with riddle!

no one is doing it like him, i fear

5. “"Sounds like you've had a shitty week," is what Sirius says, finally, when he can bring himself to speak.”” 😭😭 he’s so bold. my dear, you are chained in front of the most dangerous man in the world and you tell HIM that his life fucking sucks. my dear. the ABSOLUTE GALL you have

6. “"I need not lie, Sirius."

"Yeah, that's what liars say."”

my DEAR

7. “”Kneel down on the floor before me like a dog and beg."”

i prefer this out of context. but in context, it’s riddle being an absolute bitch to sirius. like excuse you.

8. “Sirius Black is many, many things, but a peasant before a king is never and will never be one.” A-FUCKING-MEN

9. 😮 did sirius just BITE OFF A CHUNK OF RIDDLES ARM??? praise be

10. marylily?? marylily??? MARYLILY??? going feral at any and all hints towards them

11. “"I like your legs," Lily says stupidly, because her brain and mouth have disconnected briefly, apparently.”

bbg i’m in love with you 😭😭

12. aww any mentions of petunia from lily break my heart

13. lily being so desperately in love with mary is my new drug

14. REMUS AND LILY FALLING RIGHT BACK INTO ROUTINE WITH BEING OBNOXIOUS TO EACH OTHER >>>>>>>>

15. “Lily gave him his [cigarette] first in six years days ago, and he'd coughed through the whole thing, then smoked five more back-to-back.”

16. “A stranger is just someone you haven't met yet. What do you call someone you knew better than yourself that you no longer recognize? A ghost?”

wtf wtf wtf that’s insane to write. lily and remus did NOT deserve this

17. “Lily has never known a Remus afraid of freedom, and Remus has never known a Lily afraid of love.”

18. “because they're still two bodies and one heart after all this time, if nothing else.”

that is beautiful and i’m forever grateful of the way the marauders fandom puts emphasis on the importance of friendships. like, this isn’t about a romantic couple. that is said about FRIENDS. friends got that description of their love for each other.

19. the fact that their friendship is so close, remus can REACH INTO LILY’S bra (to grab a cig) and she’s just upset cause his hands are cold.

20. crying actually, cause of all things to break me this chapter, it’s the fact that sirius and effie smoke together

21. oof i have a bad feeling about how dorlene is gonna end up

22. 😦😦 marlene gives the ring back. wtfffff damn that hurtsss

23. “”I am telling you this explicitly, right now, if you shoot your shot and fuck up in any way, I will let her pick a part of your body to take as a trophy, then remove it and give it to her. Still interested?"

"Even more so," Rodolphus says, wiggling his eyebrows. "She's got crazy friends, too. That's hot."”

me fr 😌 give me insane bitches (oh wait. maybe IM the crazy person)

24. 😳 practically fifteen seconds of flirting and he and barty decided to go fuck. that’s fucking insane. IS THIS HOW ALLOS ARE??? LIKE THEY CAN DO THAT??? (not all allos obviously, but some can do that??)

25. the way servants (slaves) are treated in the hallow make me angry beyond belief. like, seething white hot anger

26. FOAMING AT THE MOUTH AND NOT IN A GOOD WAY!!! THEY FIXED JAMES’ EYESIGHT AND IM SO FUCKING PISSED

27. riddle tortured sirius and lemme jsut say, if someone told that to remus and regulus, the war would be over in a day flat

28. “The odds are not in Riddle's favor. If you ask James, he'll bet on his people every fucking time. It's not a game of chance, or luck, but a game of faith—and James has that in spades.” james’ loyalty is probably my favorite character trait of his

29. honorary authors note mention: “also lmaooo sirius literally in prison and still killing people 😭 he really said: you put me in prison, im gonna commit crimes, duh 🙄 he's everything to me”

30. honorary authors note mention pt 2: “rodolphus "i will hit every step on the crazy ladder if it kills me" lestrange living his truth and getting with the most insane, available people he meets every chance he gets””

[elysianymph]

my unpopular marauders opinions

(i'm scared 😟)

'nothing is ooc bc we know nothing about the characters!' might work with the girl characters and the lesser known ones but it does not fly when we are talking about the marauders and other characters like barty, regulus, etc. we have so much (biased) information on these characters and you can't erase all they were in the original text bc you want to make an oc in the marauders era.

sirius is literally one of the most interesting characters in the fandom and i hate how he's been dumbed down to regulus' brother or remus' boyfriend depending on who's pov we're reading. what happened to cool sirius and why has he become a loser who follows remus around like a lapdog??? what happened to casanova sirius who all the girls were into but he never paid them any attention??? what happened to the sirius who risked his life and ran away bc he refused to become like his parents??? and why has been reduced to a whimpering mess who cries bc remus is mean to him (ooc on remus' part too). you're lying to yourselves if you think sirius wouldn't start throwing hands the moment remus insulted him. i need to write an entire separate post for this bc it makes me viscerally angry when i see him portrayed like this. who decided that giving remus all of sirius' main character traits was a good idea??

similarly, remus has become so boring. he has literally become the toxic love interest in a werewolf story please STOP IT. i'm tired of remus constantly yelling and calling other people (specifically sirius) worthless or hitting their deepest insecurities but it's all justified bc it's the full moon and he's angry and emotional. it's overdone, it's toxic, it's boring and i don't want to see it. my remus will forever be a an old sweater-wearing, bookworm people pleaser who wanted nothing more than to have friends who loved him despite who he was and he treasured them so dearly when he found them. he carried extra pens and quills in his bag because he knew peter always forgot his, he always came to james' games to cheer him on despite not being interested in quidditch. idk what you people find appealing about remus thinking sirius is a nuisance or annoying when they're dating but it's not <3 he spent years staring at sirius' back during class and being satisfied to just be in his presence because he didn't think he deserved any of it. how could he wish for more when sirius was wrapping an arm around him and whispering the plan to their newest prank? you want me to think the shy boy who looked away anytime sirius made eye contact with him was a smooth talker who found sirius annoying?? at this point he's an oc with remus' face be fr

sirius >>> regulus any day. cry about it

speaking of regulus i hate how the fandom has characterized him. you've created sirius 2.0 with his storyline (while simultaneously slandering sirius' character) and then made him an emo version of remus' already awful characterization. he's not an uwu victim who begged his brother to come with him, he was a blood supremacist who was probably overjoyed that the stain on his family tree was gone. 'i hate you but i love you' describes the black brothers perfectly but that 'but' doesn't undo the hatred they feel for each other. sibling relationship are so complex, especially in a family like theirs, and their relationship would've been turbulent. by the time sirius had ran away i fully believe the hate they felt for each other was bigger than any love they had left. regulus who is a manipulative asshole, regulus who is actively trying to get rid of sirius so he can get to be the heir he thinks he deserves to be will always be more interesting than the way regulus is written in most jegulus fics.

also james would've literally bullied regulus. it's the truth

also, let james be an asshole! let james be a bully! he was a teenager for fucks sake let him be mean and cruel! give him an ego the size of the sun and nothing else to 'make it better'. he was an only child raised in a pureblood family, i would be more surprised if he didn't turn out to be a narcissistic teenager. he was talented and spoiled and wanted everyone to agree with him bc he had never been brought down to earth from his high horse. let him be messy. i don't understand why the fandom has such a problem with complex characters

this fandom hates on severus too much while babygirl-ifying characters who have done the same or worse than him. was he an asshole? yes. was he also a really interesting character that people choose to ignore or push aside bc he's not conventionally attractive? yes. you've idolized barty and evan and regulus, characters who are also canonically death eaters and have done unforgivable things, yet you continue to hate on severus because?? i don't like him either but commenting 'stan bambi' on every single severus edit is a bit too much effort for a character you claim to not give a shit about :/

remus would NOT be friends with barty, evan and regulus. he's a loser and those three would bully him to death

'i wish people would make more marauders era girls content-' 💥💥💥make it yourself. there is PLENTLY of girls content all you need to do is look in the tags (but oh wait you can't look in the tags bc no one in this fandom has apparently heard of fandom etiquette and they're all tagging every ship under the sun on a post about jegulus. trust me, if i wanted to see jegulus content i would go in their tag. now stop tagging it with dorlene and marylily)

idk if this one is that unpopular cause i've seen it around quite a bit recently but the lupins are literally one of the best families and they are so underrated. the relationships between hope and remus and lyall and remus and the effects that remus' lycanthropy has on them is always on my mind fr. you don't need to give every character mommy/daddy issues to make them interesting or complex ❤️

the prank is SO overdone. like every post prank fic is the same shit and i'm tired. sirius felt no remorse, remus called it an unfunny prank, get over it. it can be interesting to explore (especially sirius' thoughts during it and how remus deals with the consequences of one of his best friends betraying him) but so many times the prank has just been used to justify writing remus being so so incredibly shitty to sirius and poking at his every insecurity that at this point i don't even want to read about it anymore. remus had every right to be mad but once again you're ignoring the canon characterization just to make him seem like a badass when he would absolutely not confront sirius about it.

'[girl character] is just the female version of [male character]' literally makes me want to bite someone's head off. how is it that you have time to create whole new personalities for james, sirius, remus and every other male character under the sun but lily, mary, dorcas or marlene don't get that treatment?? slapping sirius' old characterization on marlene or remus' old characterization on lily doesn't make for compelling characters but none of you care enough to actually flesh these women out and make them something more. it's no wonder people complain about them being boring when the main fanon is just slapping on a guy's personality onto them but make it misogynistic. if you can give regulus an entire backstory and justify his every action then you can give the girls some interesting character traits in your works be fr.

rudy solos grant chapman 🫶🏻

[orchideous-nox]

what are some problematic opinions you have??

I really don't think any of my opinions are problematic? Idk, I guess I'll let the people be the judge of that. I want to preface that these are how I feel personally and I would never try to enforce my opinions on others. Ship who you want to ship, love who you want to love. If you disagree with any of my opinions then that's fine but please don't try and convince me to "see your reasoning", these are opinions I'm pretty set on.

I don't particularly multiship, not because I have no sense of fun but because I genuinely can't understand how people ship Barty with Sirius or Narcissa with Lily or Evan with James etc. It makes so sense and no amount of reasoning will ever convince me that anybody other than Evan can stand Barty to a degree that they want to fuck him. He's so annoying and I mean that with all the love in the world as an Evan kin. I think Sirius needs Remus to mellow him out. Lily and Narcissa is just a no from me. Period.

I think sometimes the fandom forgets that relationships can be platonic. Friends exist, not every character needs to fuck all of their best friends because they understand each other so deeply. Yes, they have great chemistry...as friends. Platonically. Do you want to fuck your best friend? .......actually you're on tumblr and a marauders fan so who knows

People are so desperate in this fandom for others to talk about the girls more but then when people do post about them there is like no interaction. From experience, the boys get more hits, more kudos, more notes etc. I write about Rosekiller expecting not much attention, I'm not in it to get popular otherwise I would stick to Jegulus and Wolfstar rather than my precious murder husbands. But whenever I post about the girls the comments are dryyyyy and it's not fun. I love getting comments and replies so I can interact with others and talk about headcanons. It feels like as soon as I post about the girls people forget that they were encouraging more of that content in the first place.

Fanon and canon are blurring and not in a fun way. There are certain headcanons that people take from fanon or even from specific popular fics and start stretching canon to fit the fanon and then get angry when people don't stick to it. Saying a character is canonically a certain way because of implications in the canon can be really harmful.

I don't particularly care for OCs in fics. I read these stories for the characters I like and if an OC has like a massive chunk of a chapter on their own or even whole chapters or whole fics I will likely skip or even DNF because that's just not what I'm here for. Like I don't care.

If a character isn't attractive in this fandom, people don't care. Just because someone doesn't have rippling abs and perfect skin, it doesn't mean you can write them off as being bad. People can be hot and fat, ugly and fat, ugly and skinny, ugly and a good or interesting person!!! As a plus size person, I have spent my whole life looking at media portrayals saying that I am not worth attention until I am skinny, only then can I be attractive, and this fandom can be just as guilty sometimes (I'm looking at you people who make Snape hot to justify liking him, and making Peter have no personality besides being fat).

People are way to eager to interact with content they don't like to tell them they don't like it. Look up what an algorithm is, hun, I'm begging you. (this isn't controversial unless you are one of those people who does that)

Okay, hopefully I've not lost anyone along the way. Like I said, don't try and convince me I'm "wrong" in the comments, these are opinions and cannot be factually incorrect < 3

[fromthetorturedpoet]

The Making of All Flowers in Time Bend Towards the Sun

Chapters: One Shot - Complete

Words: 2,371

Fandom: Harry Potter

Rating: Mature

Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin

Additional Tags: Marauders are a Band (Harry Potter), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Genderfluid Sirius Black, She/Her and They/Them Pronouns for Sirius Black, Hollywood, Friends With Benefits, Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Press and Tabloids, Celebrity, Friends to Lovers, Band Fic, Musicians, based on a Jeff Buckley song, and cocteau twins, Fame, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Angry Sex

A new song is released, and James and Peter, are left in the dark about its true inspiration, while fans also speculate wildly.

Sirius and Remus have always been closer than most, an emotional connection that couldn't be explained. And after James and Pete had moved out, leaving only Sirius and Remus in their shared space, the dynamics had shifted.

Their decision to sleep together casually, despite both being aware of their own feelings, seemed like a good plan at first. However, as they explored the blurred lines between casual and committed, it became apparent that their hearts weren't on the same page as their minds.

Author's note:

I've loved Billie's The Marauders | Band AU for a while now, and when I saw her tweet about Remus writing "Forget Her" back in feb, I couldn't resist and I had to write something using "All Flowers in Time Bend Towards the Sun".

From my drafts folder to your computer screen.

OG tweet that gave me the inspiration, and all credits for the band AU setting goes to @billspaid <3 https://twitter.com/billspaid28/status/1755957210864074873

[sc0rpiflow3r]

wolfstar

Well 💀💀

I mean, like two years ago, what drew me back into this fandom was a Wolfstar fic (yeah, that one, the most famous....)

I really loved Wolfstar, but then I discovered Prongsfoot, and it’s more my thing <3

Also, I think it’s sad how the new fandom (yeah, marauders tiktok, I’m talking about you) has somewhat ruined Sirius and Remus.

I mean, Remus as the big bad alpha?? C’mon, my man Lupin was a total loser (and I like him, I like him all shy and miserable).

And don’t even get me started on the atrocities they’ve committed against Sirius... it makes me so angry!!

My Sirius is tall and masculine and arrogant and loyal, but if you think he’s short and feminine, okay.

I don’t have a problem with a feminine Sirius; I have a problem with how, for some people in this fandom, a feminine character is often portrayed as a bitch and a drama queen. Like??????

This is ✨ misogyny ✨

So, yeah, I could read fics that don’t ruin Sirius and Remus’s personalities, but I think rare pairs is my thing now (I mean, c'mon guys, blackbolt has such potential!!).

Thank you for the question!!