#mauraders in october

[cookihearts]

POV: Me everyday waiting for cas's micro fics

@my-castles-crumbling

[jordiestardust]

since starbucks started pumpkin spice season, it’s officially fall. my fall thought (singular) this year consists of remus lupin and reader going to a halloween party as the big bad wolf and little red riding hood, and james sirius and peter tagging along as the fucking pigs.

[ladystardustblack]

Think about how differently things would’ve gone if Sirius hadn’t went after Peter. If for once he didn’t give into impulse and his desire to handle everything himself.

[marylily-my-beloved]

beachboy is so peter bc wdym 'i know you think that i dont care about the friends i left behind, the ones who stay up late at night, screaming out their shattered minds' isn't him thinking about remus and sirius after Halloween 1981

[moony-mars-bars]

Them*dressed as a rat*: trick or treat?🍬🎃🧺

Me: trick.

Their parents: oh that's not..

Me: it's fucking October 31,1981 all over again!

Them: ...

Me: it's just like how James died because he left his wand on the couch!

Them: ...

Me: and how Lily didn't survive!! MY WIFE DIDN'T SURVIVE!!

Them: I think we're just gonna leave-

Me: oh no wait here have some Mars bars

[wolfstargazer]

Hello everyone.

I've returned from my hiatus ready to settle in for a season of crisp fall days, dying light slanting through Gryffindor dormitory windows, wool jumpers in a slight need of repair, and the lingering smell of wood smoke and first frost on the air.

I hope you'll settle in with your favourite drink of something warm and join me 💜

[sagita-lxx]

its the most wonderful time of the yearrr.

[whatthe-fart]

i lob halloween but i do not love halloween because hashtag rip james and lily bro

[sparklingwatermelo]

Silence as James potter stood facing the doorway, watching as the handle moved down, he knew what would come next, he knew, this was the end.

But it’s okay. It’s okay that his time was up. Because Lily and Harry got away. He gave them time to run.

The door creaked open, slowly. Voldemort stands wand outstretched, and…Peter. It hurts. Oh Merlin it hurts, Peter who he loved like a brother, Peter who he has known since before he could walk. Stands stone faced, behind the dark lord, with…with his wand held tight in an untrembling hand.

Betrayal. He never expected it. Maybe he should have. It is a war after all, fear makes people do terrible things. But he didn’t… not from Peter. Peter is his friend. Or…was.

He doesn’t have much time to think or feel after that as the curse leaves Voldemorts lips, the incantation rippling through the air. Death in every whisper. Green light, flashes, filling the room, until… the light reaches James.

Right in the heart. Maybe that’s fitting.

The world falls away and so does James potter. In the last moments where consciousness was something possible for him. He realises…there is no other life. This is truly the end. That darkness that does not end and the silence that will not yield.

It is the end.

[accio-sriracha]

It's officially October. You know what that means?

MAURADERS ANGST.

[sinfullyteenaged]

"Under pressure" by QUEEN and David Bowie was released in October of 1981, and wasn't released in an album until 1982. Meaning there is a chance that the mauraders never got to listen to the love child of Queen and David Bowie in song form... NO, IM NOT OKAY

[cookihearts]

Stopppppp why does he look like an EYEBROW HAIR 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[stars-n-spice]

WHUMPTOBER 2023 // Day 02

AAAAA <-- the sound of someone who hasn't written anything in months.

Anyways, I've always wanted to do Whumptober or something along the lines but October is always the busiest month of the year for me (for some goddamn reason) so I never got around to it.

However, because of my stupid writer's block, I'm forcing myself to at least TRY to attempt some of these prompts and I couldn't skip out on this one because it was perfect for Khea.

I cannot believe that this is the first thing I'm posting for Khea here, I have like a whole fic planned for her and other one shot shit, but whatever. I love making my OCs suffer >:) Enjoy!

Title: Pirur ti Kyr'am (Sometimes, Mistakes) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Alcohol Withdrawal, Hallucinations, Delirium Summary: "Sometimes Khea Nultez makes mistakes. And how she copes with them is one even bigger mistake."

PROMPT: No. 2:  “I’ll call out your name, but you won’t call back." | Delirium | “They don't care about you.”

In her lifetime, Khea Nultez had made plenty of mistakes, some more life-altering than others, and was no stranger to dealing with the consequences that flowed so freely from them. If one was going to make the mistakes that she did, then it was only fair that they were prepared and willing to deal with the consequences that were to follow. Only, her way of dealing with her mistakes was a mistake within itself. 

Bottle after bottle. Shot after shot. Drowning in clear, burning, sweet liquid when the others weren’t looking. She’d go to a cantina, late after missions, she’d swipe the bottle from behind Cid’s counter, or replace the water in her canteen with something stronger. 

 That’s how she dealt with her mistakes. With one, bigger, damning mistake. 

However, for the past three days, she’d been without a drink. A mission gone sideways left her and the rest of the Bad Batch stranded in the jungle with few supplies, low rations, and no way to get off-world until the Havoc Maurader could be fixed. Tensions were running high as the hours went on and little progress was being made to the ship and Khea found herself a tad bit more irritable and agitated than normal. She’d snap at the others, complain about the humidity and the sunlight, and make unhelpful and sarcastic comments that did little to help the already terrible mood. The others brushed it off as best they could, relating it back to it just being ‘that time of the month,’ and did their best to ignore the difficult, moping Khea. 

Well, all but Wrecker who continued to check up on her, worried about his girlfriend’s well-being, and Omega who, perceptive as always, seemed to think there was something else at play. 

By the second night, things just got worse for Khea. Late into the night, she awoke with chills after a particularly vivid nightmare involving an individual from her past, only to find out she was running a high fever that all but added to the tension between the team. Wrecker and Omega were both concerned, the former who nearly went into a panic thinking Khea was going to die, while a very frustrated Tech and Echo tried to deal with the sick, grumpy Khea who refused to take any medicine for a good twenty minutes before finally giving in. Meanwhile, Hunter just watched from a distance, sensing something that put his hair on end and made him tense. He wasn’t sure what it was, but all he knew was that he had a bad feeling about all of this. 

“This is kriffing bantha poodoo,” Khea groaned, her face scrunched in pain as Echo dabbed a wet cloth on her forehead, “I never get sick.” She smacked her lips, disliking the taste of the medicine still lingering in her mouth. 

“There’s a first time for everything, Khea,” Echo sighed, his tone soft and laced with concern as he folded the cloth before resting it on her forehead, “Get some rest.” 

She grumbled in response, her eyebrows furrowed as Echo moved away from her bunk, leaving her in the dark with a worried Omega and Wrecker at her bedside. 

For the next few hours, Khea was still stuck in bed, resting. Her fever was still running high despite the medications provided by Tech, but the hope was that by getting some well-needed and deserved rest she’d be able to recover soon. They’d stripped her of her armor, leaving her in her kute, with the sleeves rolled up as far as they could go and the front unzipped just enough so that she wouldn’t be too hot despite her body chills making her feel like she was freezing cold. 

Omega, having been trained by Nala Se, made sure to keep tabs on Khea while she slept. She changed the damp cloth intermittently and occasionally took her temperature to see if anything changed. Wrecker stayed by Omega’s side, helping where he could, until his assistance was needed back outside the ship with Tech and Echo who were still trying to fix everything soon so they could leave that jungle hellhole as soon as possible. That left Hunter to watch, going back and forth between his brothers outside and the girls inside, making sure things couldn’t get any worse. 

But when did things ever get better for any of them? 

As Omega was changing Khea’s cloth, she noticed how Khea’s mouth was twitching. Concerned and curious, Omega frowned and tilted her head before noticing it was because Khea was muttering something under her breath and her eyebrows were furrowed while she clutched her pillow a little tighter than before. 

Looking up from Khea, Omega’s eyes met Hunter’s. Immediately, the leader’s eyes widened slightly in understanding and he quickly walked over, concern etched into his rugged features. 

“Uh, Hunter?” Omega frowned, pointing at Khea.  

Hunter nodded as he moved to Omega's side, “Yeah, I sense it too, kid.” 

Something was wrong. 

READ THE REST ON AO3!!

[ladystardustblack]

sorry professor it’s October 31st and I’m a marauders fan— I can’t not be on tumblr during your lecture xx

[atlasofheaven]

it's nearly time to mourn the betrayal and death of two fictional characters </3

[chipsahoecookies27]

I just saw a dead dear at the side of the road and in my mind my first thought was “James nooooo!!!”

If you know, you know, or you checked the tags, I don’t care.