#my marauders takes

[cairsns]

Regulus who brews Amortentia repeatedly the year before he died because that was the only way for him to smell James

[syrcinus]

And for the last time, he tried to reach for the sun.

[corwnvus]

Jily summer ☀️

[doodlemcjazzhands]

Meanwhile Lily and Remus did not have nearly as much fun...

{Divination Class (pt. 2/3)}

[courfee]

most of the polaroids i drew for operation walburga's arbitrary no kissing ever rule in collaboration with erins_escapism on insta who made the fic into the most beautiful bind <333

If you want to see all of 15 polaroids and also erin's binds you can find them both on my insta!! (courfee_)

[wolvesandshine]

Pettigrew is stronger than me cause if my animagus was a fucking rat while my friends were a stag, dog and wolf(kinda) respectively I would snap too especially if they called me wormtail

[ecstarry]

@jegulus-microfic / rank / 705 words / game of truth or dare goes wrong, or not?

“Trust me Sirius, you will regret this,” Regulus whispered in his brother’s ears as everyone around them cheered for the next game. 

“I’m your big brother, I will never regret embarrassing you.” Sirius took Regulus by the shoulders and made him sit on a chair in the middle of the circle. It was the first party where both Sirius’ group of friends and Regulus’ were hanging out, it was Dorcas and Marlene’s idea now that they were dating. 

“The game is really easy, you take a drop of veritaserum, and someone gets to ask a question. Got it?” Everyone around the room hummed in confirmation as Regulus drank his dose of the potion. His eyes met James’ across the room, his boyfriend tried to conceal his nervousness with a smile. If their friends were smarter, Regulus was sure they would’ve picked up on their relationship by now, without the need of a veritaserum. 

First, they went through the normal round of questions just to make sure that the potion was working. No more than three questions in and Sirius decided it was time for the actual fun.

“Do I actually embarrass you, Reggie?” Sirius teased, but he was clearly eager for the answer. 

“No, you’re my favorite person and I love you.” A round of loud ‘awwws’ echoed in the room. “Oh shut up, and just ask another question,” Regulus blurted out. 

He immediately regretted it as he saw Barty’s mind clearly plotting something. 

“Okay, I have one. Dear Regulus, would you be so kind as to rank your best kisses?”

“Ew! NO!” Sirius quickly protested. 

From the corner of his eye, Regulus could tell how the question made James' heart race. This was not how they had planned to tell everyone they were dating. 

“Shhh! I want to know,” Remus insisted.

“I don’t! Knowing you two kissed when you did perfect rounds together is all the information I need about the matter!” Sirius was hysterical. 

“Just answer the question Reg, start with the third place,” Barty instructed. 

Regulus tried to fight the truth, this truly was the last way he wanted his brother and friends to know he had been dating Gryffindor’s golden boy. He once again searched for James’ eyes, and James was already looking at him, so lovingly. His boyfriend mouthed the words ‘it’s okay’, so Regulus took a deep breath and answered. 

“Fine. Third place would be Evan.”

“Quite the kisser you are too, love.” Evan blew him a kiss in response and everyone started laughing and commenting. 

“Shhh, I want to know who is in second place,” Dorcas intercepted. 

“Sirius, don’t hate me,” Regulus said as he closed his eyes and fought once more the words that were about to come out. “Second one is Rem-”

“I’M LEAVING!” Sirius announced loudly as he got up. 

“Sirius, don’t be dramatic, don’t you want to know who is actually first?” Remus said, trying to distract him. 

“Don’t worry, it’s me,” Barty said with an immense amount of confidence. 

“Ugh, it couldn’t get worse I guess,” Sirius mumbled as he sat on Remus’ lap. “If you say James I will fucking kill you, Regulus.”

Regulus' eyes widened and a violent blush crept from his neck towards his cheeks, without thinking he snapped his head towards James who was the same shade of crimson as him. Fuck. His reaction had been too noticeable. Everyone around had caught it, especially Sirius. 

“Regulus! Say right now that James does not have the first place in your fucking kissing list!”

Silence. 

“He does…”

The room erupted in a million loud voices laughing, screaming and questions aimed at both him and James. 

When did this happen!? 

How am I not on your list!?

Are you dating!?

Or are you fucking!?

Regulus began feeling dizzy and overwhelmed, he got up the chair to try to breathe but felt his legs falter. He felt familiar hands, calloused hands, warm hands steady him. James.

“It’s okay, baby,” James assured him as his arms wrapped around Regulus’ waist. 

James’ voice brought him back to reality, he saw Sirius approaching and couldn’t help the words that left his mouth with a laugh, “I told you so.”

They never played with veritaserum again.

more microfics here

[http-wolfstar]

Change of dynamic 🌙

[likeprongstostars]

can i say spooktober alr orrr...

[noblehouseofgay]

"They're eating the dogs. They're eating the cats." But it's james and remus eating out their Black Brother boyfriends

[lovetositinsilence]

remus 🌙

available as a print here!

[cairsns]

If jegulus ever got married Sirius should start his toast with "this is the day that my brother marries ... my brother"

[shootingthe-stars]

kissy summer 😚😚

[tealeavesandtrash]

Wolfstar Micro Fic - @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: First I Love You - 289 words

The first time Remus says ‘I love you’ he doesn’t mean it. Sirius knows he doesn’t mean it because he’s half-asleep, fresh off the back of a full moon and obviously a little dopey from the pain potions. 

Sirius sits on the hospital bed next to him, recounting the day's events that Remus missed, Remus absentmindedly playing with Sirius’ hands while he talks—tracing random patterns on his skin with sluggish fingers. 

The hand-holding is new. It may be Sirius’ favourite thing about the recent development in their friendship. Or maybe it’s the kissing. Or the cuddling. It’s all his favourite. 

“You doing okay there, moonbeam?” (The pet names are also new and a contender for favourite thing.)

Remus’ eyes flicker up, lagging a moment behind with a hazy, lopsided smile. “M’okay.”

“You seem a little tired.”

Remus scrunches his face, gives an exaggerated shrug. Whatever Pomfrey pumped him up on has sent him halfway to Twinkle Town and it would be hilarious if he wasn’t so damn cute.

Sirius kicks off his shoes, swings his legs up onto the bed and Remus responds immediately. Despite all his gangly long limbs, Remus sleeps like a limpet. Curls into Sirius’ side and clings steadfast to him.

It comes as a muffled, half-asleep whisper as Remus drifts off. So quiet that Sirius isn’t sure he heard it properly.

‘I love you.’

And it's still early days, too early into their relationship to know for sure. (Except Sirius is sure, has been sure for ages.) And it is clearly some half-conscious ramblings that don’t mean anything and that Remus won’t remember.

But it’s enough for now. Enough to make Sirius’ heart skip a beat. Enough until he’s ready to say it back properly.

[courfee]

Happy fen day @alarainai ily <3333

[percyweasleyapologist]

Pandora: Ow!

Lily: What’s wrong?

Pandora: I have this weird pain right above my eyebrow.

Lily: It’s called a stress headache. I got my first one when I was four.