#marlene in atyd

[dellaray]

Messy happy Gryffindors enjoying a quidditch match…

This whole thing came about just because I wanted to paint Remus absolutely cheesing to show his lil crooked teeth ☹️

[icedcoffeebabyy]

I fear no fancast will ever match how sexy Sirius Black actually is.

[cannissmajor]

summer, 1977

(these are pretty old but i like them

anyways😭🙏)

[stagprongs]

I cannot believe people let Snape get the high ground.

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

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

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

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

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

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

[charbroiledchicken]

"you used to be such a big reader. what happened?" they ask

"i...have a lot of work." i reply, frantically closing all my ao3 tabs because im not about to go and tell people my biggest kin is harry potter's father's best friend's brother and his little fruity friend group

[outromoony]

I hate seeing people (especially on Twitter) constantly hating on ATYD as if it were a published book and not a fanfiction someone wrote entirely for free, spending months creating it just for our enjoyment. Calling it the 'downfall of our fandom' and so much other nonsense is ridiculous. If you don’t like a fanfic, that’s fine, but coming online to constantly hate on it is honestly disgusting. Have some fandom etiquette. These are the kinds of things that are ruining fandom and the reason so many writers stop writing.

[aurynsia]

Like The Movies

Sirius Black x Bookworm!Reader

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Summary: You meet a mysterious man in a bookshop who falls for your sunshine personality…

Warnings: Nothing serious (pun intended), grumpy x sunshine dynamic, Marlene once again being the best wingman (it’s a tradition atp), reader is referred to as a girl with she/her pronouns, reader is oblivious to Sirius’ flirting.

Word count: 0.7K

Masterlist

A/N: I couldn’t get this meet cute idea out of my head so I had to write it! Basically all fluff and no plot, Sirius just thinks you’re adorable <3

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Ding!

The bell above the bookshop’s door rang in an echoing call as you stepped inside, a giddy smile spread across your face. You had finally finished your summer reading list, with a chilled breeze marking the end of your book-buying ban.

Preparing to hibernate in your cosy bedroom with a stack of classics, you skipped your way through the aisles to the counter of the store’s joint cafe.

Ordering a hot drink to keep off the chill of the midday breeze, you flashed a grateful grin at the blonde behind the counter as you rounded the aisles, making a beeline for the classic fiction.

You stumbled through the maze of novels, making mental notes of each book you had already read. You found yourself passing three aisles before you discovered a title you didn’t recognise.

Lifting the book to flick through the pages, your gaze intuitively lifted at the presence of someone further down the aisle.

That’s when you saw him.

A dark stroke of hair dropped down his shoulders, collecting in sweet spirals at his chest. His bright eyes held a dark splash of mischief in their depths as he towered over the shelves. His gaze was focused on the book in his hand, eyes flicking over the blurb on the back cover.

Peering over with curiosity, your eyes lit up at the title on the front as he flipped the book in his hands. “That’s my favourite! I’ve read it six times,” you blurted at the mystery man.

His gaze flicked to yours in an instant, a flash of surprise gracing his features before he relaxed into a soft smirk at the sight of you. “Would you recommend it, Dove?” He spoke with a lighthearted and teasing tone as he leisurely stepped closer to your ecstatic self.

“Absolutely! It’s a masterpiece, the author is so talented! You should totally read it,” you rambled, not catching the amusement mixed with adoration in the stranger’s eyes as he watched you.

His head tilted to the side like a curious puppy, listening intently as you gushed over the plot, the characters, the handsome romantic lead, and the optimistic heroine.

He slyly reached for a second copy of the same book on the shelf as you spoke, tucking it under the one already settled in his grasp. You were in your own world at this point, and the man couldn’t help but fluster at your adorable excitement over words on a page. What is this girl doing to me? he mentally asked himself.

She’s got me wrapped around her finger and she doesn’t even know it.

He was beginning to grow soft.

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You eventually remembered to introduce yourself after a series of rambled facts about the book tumbled out of your mouth. The stranger found you to be the most endearing creature he’d ever met.

“I’m-“

“Sirius? Y’Iced latte’s ready!” He hurried over to the blonde behind the counter who finished his sentence, flashing you an apologetic smile over his shoulder with a slight blush to his cheeks.

Marlene’s gaze fell on the books held tightly in his hands with an arched eyebrow. “Sirius Black, reading a book? My, I thought I’d never see the day!” He laughed while motioning for her to keep her voice down, leaning in closer while you browsed.

“It seems I’ve taken a liking to the little bookworm over there, wriggled her way right into my heart,” he motioned towards you with a smirk as Marlene spots you curiously reading the blurbs of various classics. “Said this was her favourite,” he held up the books in his hands with an uncharacteristically bashful smile, brushing the gesture off nonchalantly. “Didn’t have the heart to tell her I was buying it for Moony’s birthday.”

Marlene rolled her eyes, passing him his drink along with a napkin and a pen. “You’re hopeless, Black, really,” she whispered, turning around to pick up another order.

His eyes lit up at the sight of the pen, “You really do know me well, Marls! And to think I only keep you around for the coffee,” he quipped, though his tone held no bite. He scribbled on the napkin before Marlene passed your drink into his grasp, sending her a final look of gratitude before turning back to you.

“Here you go, love. Now, what was that sequel about again? What happens next?” You glanced up as he handed you your drink with a sweet grin, oblivious to the napkin sitting on top with a phone number scrawled across it, waiting to be discovered as you launched into an explanation with a giggle.

“Wait- no! I can’t tell you, spoilers!”

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[that-bitch-kat3]

how i fully believe this conversation went down:

lily: james and i are dating

everyone:

sirius: well honestly james good for you

james: thank-

peter: we had no idea you knew how to successfully brew amortentia

james: i did NOT drug her!!

marlene: do you honestly expect us to think that lily “i would rather kiss the giant squid” evans is willingly going out with you?

lily: people change!

remus: that’s true

lily: thank you remus

remus: sometimes they lower their standards

[isabluesstuff]

Marauders incorrect quotes

*sees the McGonagall marching towards them*

Lily, who has done nothing wrong ever: She‘s coming for me.

Sirius, currently guilty of pickpocketing, setting fireworks off in the great hall, aiding and abetting, arson, various pranks: Yeah, probably.

[hhartes]

The Marauders, halloween of 1977

[myrows]

Showering with your rival after a quidditch match

[yearning4life]

okay marauders hc that because sirius' middle name was “orion” and the boys didn't want to call him that every time they used a different silly middle name like imagine stuff like:

“sirius santa claus black why is there dirt in the carpet?”

or like

“sirius toaster black get back here and give me my shirt”

and slowly it'd get like a game and maybe the girls would get in on it too

[icedcoffeebabyy]

remus and barty writing in their diary: serving cunt and also hating myself is hard and people don’t talk about it enough.

[romanticizingacademic]

i have this headcanon that obliviated mary has a magical child and when they get their hogwarts letter and continue on that journey everything starts coming back to mary. and she begins to encounter old professors and her old classmates from hogwarts with their kids at hogwarts as she brings her kid, and everyone knows her and is telling her she went there and she thinks she’s going insane. kind of a psychological thriller for her as she comes to terms with her past and realizes her trauma. i think mary’s character is so often belittled, watered down, and not given enough attention but she is so complex, especially post-war. anyway!! just me yapping. i love mary

[stagprongs]

nobody talks about the split second realization - the cold , gut wrenching truth that james must have had - that his bestfriend , his brother in all but blood , had handed them over to die

nobody talks about the guilt that must have consumed him as he stood wandless , knowing he had trusted the wrong hands with everything he loved

nobody talks about how his trust was turned into a weopen against him

nobody talks about how james didn’t just die protecting his family but carrying the unbearable amount of betrayal and guilt

nobody talks about the fact that maybe james potter’s last thoughts was to not only to protect his family but also thinking how could he?

nobody talks about james potter - the boy who loved hard , laughed loud , had a bravery that never faltered , died with betrayal in his heart

[a-great-tragedy]

I wonder what Mskingbean89 is doing now. Are they just sitting in a little coffee shop, sipping on their drink and reading? Are they a published author or are they going to be? What’s their current job? Do they ever think about how they made the most soul crushing fanfic? Like please I need to know😭