#pandora lovegood*

[motherstardust]

marauders era girl hangout sesh (click for better quality)

[noblehouseofgay]

Pandora and evan "we've got the music makes you move it" rosier

Dorcas "got the the song that makes you lose it" Meadowes

Regulus "we say 'jump' you say 'how high'" black

Barty "put your hands up to the sky" crouch jr

[futurequibblerjournalist]

Modern Pandora who claims to be a psychic and people pay her to draw their soulmates but she just goes on their social media and finds pictures of their exes and draws that

[seekmemystar]

Evan: look me in the eyes and tell me you don't have feelings for Lily Evans

Pandora, looking lovingly across the room at lily and sighing: I don't have feelings for Lily

Evans: that's nowhere near my eyes-

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Regulus: James , how do I get revenge on my enemies?

James: The best revenge is letting go and living a fulfilling life.

Regulus:

Regulus: Barty, Even, Dorcas, and Pandora, how do I get reven-

All four at once: Knife

[lulublack90]

Prompt 18 - Write

@rosekillermicrofic September 18, word count 582

Previous part First Jegulus part

“Who are they and why are they in my kitchen?” Sirius asked, watching them carefully. Barty nearly lunged at him. That fucker knew exactly who he was. He hadn’t changed that much in the years they hadn’t seen each other. He felt Evan’s hand on his arm, warning him to calm down. He took a shuddering breath and glowered in the elder Black's direction. 

“These insane people are your personal protection unit. The second Wormtail steps foot in the café, they will be on him. Have you ever seen a lion lake down a wilder beast? That’s them.” Regulus said proudly as he pointed at them. Barty felt a swell of affection in his chest. Regulus knew them so well. 

“That’s really kind of you to volunteer them, Reggie, but you do know that we’re just going to ban him and not kill him, right?” Sirius half laughed awkwardly as he stared at them. Barty couldn’t help it. He needed to poke the bear. 

“Aw, take all the fun out of it, why don’t you,” Barty sulked, his bottom lip pouting. 

“Don’t worry, babe, you can stab me in bed tonight,” Evan purred in his ear loud enough for them all to hear. God’s, he loved Evan. He turned to look at him, a shit-eating grin on his face.  

“I think I’m about to have a stroke,” Sirius groaned, dropping his head into his hand, clearly not comfortable with their brand of affection.  

“I can smell burning toast,” Pandora piped up, sniffing the surrounding air, with her eyes closed. 

“Shit!” Sirius spun around and opened his toastie machine, revealing the burnt bread. He sighed and threw them in the bin.  

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine,” Regulus patted Sirius’s arm. “They’ll scare him just enough so that he never comes back.”

“Fine. Now get out of my kitchen, I have toasties to create!” Sirius waved them out. The little group followed Regulus through the double doors and into the café itself. 

“And who are these insanely attractive trio?” The fit bloke behind the counter asked as Regulus led them to the counter. 

“Barty, Evan and Pandora,” He listed them off, gesturing to each in turn. 

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Remus,” Remus beamed at them. “Can I get you anything?” Barty found himself blinking dumbly at the man with the honey-coloured eyes and the sexy as fuck scars. A quick glance at Evan told him he was thinking the same thing. They wanted him badly. 

“Ahem,” Regulus hissed at them. “He is Sirius’s boyfriend. Hands off.” Barty and Evan sighed simultaneously. 

“ Three black coffee please, and a hot chocolate for Panda, please,” Evan ordered for them. 

“Girl after my own heart,” Remus mused as he picked up his pen to write down their order and turned to make the drinks. 

They’d just taken their drinks from Remus when the door burst open.

“Regulus darling, are these your friends?” A woman with the warmest smile Barty had ever seen beamed at them. He knew that beaming smile. 

“Mum! Dad!” James came crashing through from the back and hugged his parents. Oh, right, that was James’s big grin. Barty braced himself. If his parents were half as affectionate as James, he was about to be dragged into a hug or, worse, a cheek pinch. He surreptitiously dragged Pandora in front of him and willed himself to become invisible, but then he caught Mr Potter’s cheeky wink, and he knew there was no escape.   

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[lesbwinter]

when they were 9, both regulus and pandora were hyperfixated in coraline.

[starlittragedies]

i love how the marauders are codependent in a way that they have to be with each other at all times and willing do so so they can function in a way that is less volatile for themselves and other people (yes they are less dangerous when together than apart) and how the slytherin skittles are obsessive in a way that once they’ve bonded they just follow each other around like a bunch of creeps (i say that lovingly).

[orchideous-nox]

Evan could never be into women, I'm so sorry. Like he's so repulsed by vaginas that Pandora had to shove him out the womb so she could be born, literally kicking him until he gave up

[sunseekerchild]

Things my friends and I said as incorrect quotes:

Pandora: puts on korean music

Dorcas: looks around confused

Pandora: I put a disc in the stereo.

Dorcas: Oh, I thought someone was summoning a demon.

[itsriotmotherfuckers]

Here are my Marauders height headcannons:

Sirius Black - 6’5”

Remus Lupin - 5’10”

James Potter - 6’0”

Peter Pettigrew - 5’3”

Lily Evans - 5’5”

Marlene McKinnon - 5’11”

Dorcas Meadowes - 6’0”

Mary MacDonald - 5’6”

Alice Fortescue - 5’8”

Frank Longbottom - 5’9”

Regulus Black - 5’3”

Evan Rosier - 5’7”

Pandora Rosier - 4’10”

Barty Crouch - 5’7”

Xenophilius Lovegood - 5’6”

Narcissa Black - 5’3”

Andromeda Tonks - 5’5”

Bellatrix Lestrange - 5’7”

Lucius Malfoy - 6’4”

Severus Snape - 5’9”

What other headcannons do I post?

[noblehouseofgay]

Thinking about how when most of the marauders era characters died, they were fine with it bc it meant

A) they had protected someone they loved

Or

B) they'd reunite with someone they'd lost

[starryyvenus]

Stop I can’t stop thinking about marauders one tree hill au

[vlouette]

'the marauders fandom doesn't make sense' well it's called fanon and not canon for a reason

[deathnguts]

What I think marauders era peeps smell like:

Regulus: green apple, mint, black tea, ink, rain but specifically that which falls during a thunderstorm

Barty: axe cologne (loser) and cigarettes drowning out all else, but patchouli and lime if you catch him at the right time and you’re close enough

Evan: sandalwood, vetiver, iron, some stupid expensive cologne that smells distinctly clean overall like latex almost

Pandora: burnt sage, jasmine tea, moss, ginger, dandelions, boiled lemongrass

Dorcas: bluebells scented perfume, vanilla, blackberry, castor oil

Lily: strawberry shortcake perfume, daffodils, cardamom, white sand

James: cinnamon, leather, cedarwood

Sirius: bergamot, pine, amaretto, small hints of coffee

Remus: bitter dark chocolate, firewood, old paper, but a rusty twinge overall

Peter: eucalyptus oil, oat milk, lychee

Marlene: old spice deodorant, orange, sea salt

Mary: Apple blossom perfume, coconut, nutmeg, amber

Alice: rosemary, lily of the valley flowers, cloves, wind through the forest

Frank: mechanic oil, sesame, freshly cut wood, sheep wool

Sybill: lavender, morning dew, pollen, dust, labdanum

Narcissa: green tea, yellow roses, lemon zest

Lucius: narcissus flowers, cucumber, agarwood cologne that masks it all

[lulublack90]

Prompt 19 - Cheek

@rosekillermicrofic September 19, word count 790

Previous part First Jegulus part

A round little man waddled into the café and Regulus nodded his head towards him. Barty grinned a toothy grin as he eyed up his prey. This was going to be fun. He nudged Evan and jutted his chin towards Pettigrew. Evan patted him fondly on the cheek and stalked towards the man, who’d just sat down at an empty table. 

“Hello,” Barty heard Evan say in his most velvety voice. It sent a shiver down Barty’s spine. He loved that voice. Pettigrew jumped, not realising Evan had sat down at his table. Barty pulled out the chair next to Evan and sat down, making sure his pointed teeth showed clearly. He’d been called a vampire many times over the years, as his canines were rather sharp. Smiling like that didn’t help the rumours, but Bart couldn’t care less. 

“Oh, er, hi. Erm, I don’t really like sharing a table, if, if you don’t mind,” Pettigrew squeaked nervously as Barty picked up the fork from in front of him and twirled it in his fingers. 

“Well, we don’t like little rats who film our friends,” Barty said in an over-calm way. He pulled his top lip up even more, knowing how insane he’d look to the other man.

The sound of scraping chairs behind him alerted him to the Potters moving in. He didn’t take his eyes off the rat for a second. 

“And we don’t appreciate our son’s being used for your entertainment,” Effie hissed as she and Monty sat down beside Barty. Barty looked at her, impressed. Effie Potter had bite!

“What she said,” Monty said so cheerfully that Barty nearly broke character to stare at him in bewilderment, but he didn't have time for that as Pandora popped up beside Evan. 

“Peter? Peter Pettigrew, is that you?” She gasped. Wait, did Panda know him? “Oh, haven’t you been naughty? I’ve a good mind to tell your mother on you. Using my dear friend Sirius to get views online. That’s not very nice, you know,” She wagged her finger at him. Barty felt nervous himself. When Pandora wagged that finger, usually someone would be filled with regret not long after. 

Another two chairs were pulled over to the table and Regulus and James sat down. 

“The only one who can torture my brother is me,” Regulus sneered, his voice full of venom. "The fact you think you have the right to film him at all is beyond me." 

“Dickhead,” James shot at him. Barty had to try very hard not to snort.  

“James Fleamont Potter, language,” Effie gasped. 

“Sorry, Mum,” James flushed and tried again. “You hurt my friend, prepare to di—” Monty elbowed his son in the ribs, “Have a good telling off,” James huffed as he rubbed his side. 

Finally, Remus and Sirius joined the group around the table.  

"It gives me great pleasure, Mr Pettigrew, to inform you--” Remus said sweetly, too sweetly. Barty looked Remus over again and saw the fire behind his eyes. Oh, Remus had a crazy side. No wonder Regulus liked him.  

“Sling your hook, you're barred!” Sirius shouted at the cowering man, making Barty jump. Pettigrew leapt to his feet and ran for the door.    

The odd assortment of defenders chased after him. Barty felt exhilarated as he charged down the pavement. Regulus had been adamant that they were to scare Pettigrew only and not actually harm him. Sirius didn’t want that. So Barty let him escape. The stubby man could move surprisingly fast. He stopped running once Pettigrew disappeared around the corner and waited for the others to catch up. 

“I got it all on film! I got it all on film!” Effie cried out excitedly. 

“So did I,” Monty grinned wildly. “Oh, wait,” His face fell. “I had it on the wrong camera. It’s just my face.” Barty couldn’t help it. He burst into knee-slapping laughter. James’s parents were hilarious. 

“So who’s watching the café?” James asked, looking around the gathered people.

“Oh shit!” Sirius yelled and raced back to the unmanned café.

“Speaking of videos, wait until I show you what Barty did the other day. I can guarantee it’s the best thing you’ve ever witnessed in your life,” Evan said, baiting them until everyone wanted to see what Barty had done.

“Let’s wait until the café shuts,” Barty added. “I think there might be multiple viewings required. Evan agreed and put his phone away as they all walked back to the café together. Barty took Evan’s hand in his and winked at his boyfriend mischievously. He couldn’t wait to see Regulus’s face when he watched what Barty had done to his mother, but he could wait a few hours more. The anticipation was the best bit. 

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