#protective!marauders
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moonstruckme · 1 year ago
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I would love if you wrote something with poly!marauders and they just being so protective over reader. Like maybe they’re at a party and one always has to have a hand on her and just like always holding her drink and watching out for her 🥲 maybe reader doesn’t even notice it because it’s so normal until someone else points it out
Thanks for requesting!
cw: alcohol
poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 733 words
“Rem,” you nose at your boyfriend’s cheek. “Sip, please?”
Remus pauses his conversation to pass you your cup. You drink out of it for a moment, but the second it’s lowered from your lips he’s reclaiming it, fingers curled over the rim to keep the top safely covered with his palm. 
“He’s so paranoid,” you complain to Sirius, who’s got his own hand wrapped around your thigh and is kneading the doughy flesh absentmindedly. “Where do you suppose James has run off to?”
Sirius takes a languid sip of his own drink, eyes skimming over the faces in the room. “M’not sure, darling. Kitchen, maybe? Oi!” He glares at John Leedy in the corner. “Your girlfriend know you’re looking at other tits like that, Leedy?”
John goes scarlet, and Remus looks up to scowl at him too as Sirius stands, offering you a hand.
“C’mon, babe, let’s go find him. Moons, we’re going to find James.” Remus nods, still holding your drink as he resumes chatting with the others. 
Sirius slings an arm around your shoulders as you walk, casting noxious looks at John over your shoulder the entire way. In the kitchen, you find James sitting on the counter surrounded by half-empty bottles of alcohol and mixers. He’s deep in conversation with Lily and Mary, but his attention swings to the two of you as soon as you enter, his loose, easy grin brightening. 
Mary sees it and turns around to find the source, calling you over. “I feel like I haven’t seen you all night,” she says, hugging you. “Want me to make you a drink?”
You nod eagerly, but James seizes up the booze before Mary can get to it. “No way, heavy-hand,” he teases, holding it out of her reach. “I saw you make your own, it’s at least half rum. I’ve gotcha, sweetheart.” He turns to you with an angelic smile. “What’ll you have?” 
You give Mary an apologetic shrug before batting your eyelashes at your boyfriend. “A rum and coke, please.” 
“Coming up, pretty girl.”
Mary watches his pour skeptically, and Lily scoffs when he puts down the bottle, reaching for the coke. “Okay, that was maybe a teaspoon of rum,” she says. “Think you guys could let her off her leash long enough to have some fun every once and awhile?” 
“She’s having fun,” Sirius argues, gripping you around the hips to lift you onto the counter beside James. He pushes up between your legs, giving you a dazzling smile. “Aren’t you, babydoll?”
Laughter bubbles readily out of your alcohol-lubricated throat, and you clench your thighs around Sirius’ middle, giving him a good squeeze. “Whaddya mean, my leash?” you ask Lily. 
“I’m just saying, maybe the reason we haven’t seen you all night is because these ones—” She slaps at Sirius’ hand where it roves the curve of your hip, and he pulls it back with a wounded look. “—won’t keep their hands off you long enough to let you go anywhere.” 
“Nobody’s stopping her from going where she pleases,” James says. “We’re just keeping an eye on her, making sure she can have fun without anybody bothering her or giving her alcohol poisoning.” He sticks his tongue at the other two girls as he finishes your drink, giving the cup a good swirl to ensure it’s all mixed up, but when he turns to pass it to you, he’s all sweetness. “You don’t mind, do you lovie?” 
You take a sip. It’s syrupy sweet and biteless on your tongue. “No,” you say into James’ warm brown eyes, “I don’t mind.” 
“She’s been hypnotized.” Mary throws up her hands, but she’s smiling. “There’s no hope for her now, they’ve got her in their thrall.” 
You laugh, and James grins at the sound, leaning down to press the tip of his nose to yours. “You agree with them, hm? You think we’ve got you hypnotized?”
You press your lips to his, a lightning quick kiss that has your teeth clacking together from your mirrored smiles, and a denial is on the tip of your tongue before Sirius’ hand, the one on the opposite side of you from Lily and Mary, slips beneath your leg. His fingers roam wickedly over skin no one can see, nails just barely grazing your soft inner thigh. 
You swallow, words lost to you, and Sirius grins.
“I’ll take that for a yes.”
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severussnapemylove · 1 year ago
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(Looking at a list of Order members names)
Y/N; “Wait, for real? (looks at Sirius) Sirius Orion Black? Your initials are S.O.B? So you’re a son of a bitch by name and by nature.”
Severus; (chokes on his drink)
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lulululovegood · 3 months ago
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Regulus really is the embodiment of "it's our choices that show what we truly are".
He goes against Voldemort and tries to singlehandedly take him down at the age of 17. Nobody told him to do it, and he knew very well that he was risking his own life, but he did it because Voldemort hurt someone he cared about. He didn't have any kind of instinct telling him to do the right thing, the way a Gryffindor would, as a Slytherin all his instincts would have been telling him to protect himself. But he went against them and chose to do the right thing.
He was a Slytherin who embodied everything Gryffindor stood for. Bravery. Courage. Sacrifice. Regulus wasn't a Gryffindor, but he was the heart of the lion.
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ultravioletbrit · 3 months ago
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“adore” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 453 words
Regulus is sitting in the library trying very hard not to roll his eyes for a fifth time at a girl that just cannot take a hint and will not leave him alone.
“Your presentation was just so good. I love how passionate you are. And I adore all the witty comments you make.” The girl annoyingly swoons then places her hand on his forearm. “Not to mention how classy you always dress; it makes you look so sophisticated up there.”
“Yes, okay, thank you.” Regulus pulls his arm away. “I really need to get back to work, so can you please leave?” Regulus asks her bluntly. 
“Right. Wouldn’t want to distract you." She winks. "I’ll just talk to you later.” Regulus can no longer suppress his eye roll as the girl stands and finally walks away. 
As soon as she’s out of the chair, James very quickly slides into it and pulls it closer to Regulus.
“I just love your passion, I adore your wit, you’re so classy.” James mocks in a high-pitched voice adding an eye roll of his own. “What was that about?” He grumbles and crosses his arms.   
“I gave a shitty speech on a topic I hate and made snarky comments the whole way through. And she apparently thinks I’m a genius.” Regulus deadpans then turns sideways to face James with a smirk. “Why? Jealous, Potter?”
“That some girl was blatantly flirting with you for the last ten minutes? Yeah, I’m a little jealous.” James pouts.
“Do I need to remind you of the multiple reasons there’s absolutely no need to be jealous of her?”
“No.” James huffs. “I just don’t like other people running their hands all over you.”
“She put her hand on my arm. You’re acting like she put it down my trousers.”
“I am not.” James scoffs.
“James.” Regulus tilts his head to the side.
“Fine. I might be overreacting a little.”
Regulus raises an unconvinced eyebrow, and James rolls his eyes and slumps down in the chair.
“Is she still looking?” Regulus asks.
“Yes. Obviously.” James answers without needing to check.
“Good.” Regulus grabs James’ shirt and pulls him in for a heated kiss. “Better?”
“Hmm.” James hums and leans back towards Regulus. “Just a little more.”
James kisses him again and slides his hand around Regulus’ waist before slipping his fingers under the waistband of his trousers.
“James.” Regulus pulls his hand away. “Do not put your hand down my trousers. We’re still in the library.” Regulus scolds him with no real heat as he quickly packs up his things.
“Can I do it when we get home?” James smirks.
“Yes.” Regulus tries to hide his smile.
“Are we go home right now?” James raises an eyebrow.
“Yes.”
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regeditt · 1 year ago
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James: i'm so tired of listening to sirius and moony hooking up
Peter: i'm so tired of listening to you and regulus hooking up
James: don't talk about my regulus like that
Peter: no, i meant, in the sense that-
James: it's awfully quiet over on your bed, isn't it?
Peter: ...
Peter: now that was just cruel
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y0url0verb0y · 2 years ago
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*The Marauders in the great hall for dinner*
James: ...
Sirius: ...
Remus looking between the two: ...
Peter: uh soooo how bout that quidd-
Remus: PETER SHH
Sirius slamming his fork down: you mean the quidditch match where prongs KISSED my BROTHER after SLYTHERIN won?!?!
Remus: ...
Peter: ...
James: ...
James mumbling: it's not that deep-
Sirius standing up: not that deep?!?! NOT THAT DEEP?!?! Hold my motherfucking earrings moony
James: -insert loud girly scream-
meanwhile at the slytherin table
Barty and Evan: -laughing uncontrollably-
Regulus hiding his face: ...I hate them both
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my-castles-crumbling · 11 months ago
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Reblog if James Potter
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stareggie · 1 year ago
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regulus: who hurt you?
james: do you want a list?
regulus: actually, yes.
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outromoony · 1 month ago
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Sirius would have real beef with kids who kept killing Regulus in Roblox
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until-the-house-shakes · 19 days ago
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Before Sirius and Regulus fixed their relationship, I know Remus HATED Regulus, but solely because of how upset Sirius got at the mere mention of anything Regulus.
It takes Remus a while to stop disliking Regulus. Maybe Sirius already forgave him, but Regulus is still a bit mean to Sirius and the older Black Brother still cries himself to sleep over his mistakes. Seeing his partner in such an emotional state every night makes it hard for Remus to instantly forgive and befriend Regulus.
After a few months, and many discussions about their shared interests in literature, Remus slowly starts to like the younger Black Brother, and eventually becomes his best friend.
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villain-crown · 10 months ago
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Regulus, when James asks him out: I don’t get any nicer than this and some of my needs aren’t easily met.
James, texting Remus later: If he meets my parents on Friday, I can propose on Saturday, and spend all of Sunday absolutely railing him.
James: Looks like I have weekend plans ❤️❤️❤️
Remus, giving up: you know what? RIP when Sirius finds out what you’re doing, but you honestly will deserve it.
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moonstruckme · 5 months ago
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hi lovely! could i pretty please get a blueberry muffin (part 2) with this fic:
https://www.tumblr.com/moonstruckme/727381518213857280/not-sure-if-youre-taking-requests-buttttt
thank you!! 🫶🫶
Thanks for requesting <3
part 1
cw: concussion, vomit mention, maybeee some d/s dynamics? in the soft sense though
poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 812 words
You’ve forgotten your sandwich again. It stays suspended in the air, halfway between your mouth and your plate, while you stare at the coffee table like there’s a riddle in the scratches on the wood. 
“Sweetheart,” Sirius prompts you. You look over at him, lost, and he nods to your sandwich. “Are you full?” 
“Oh.” You shake your head. “No.” 
You take another bite and press your lips together hard as you chew. Sirius worries you might cry again. It’s been on and off tears since they nabbed you from Marlene’s and if your aim was to cut through Sirius’ anger about you going when you shouldn’t have, you’ve done it thoroughly. He feels like he’s being cleaved open with each one that rolls down your cheek. 
“Does the paracetamol feel like it’s working?” Remus asks you. 
You nod, swallowing. 
Remus repositions himself in the arm chair, propping his chin on his hand with a sigh. James stops midway between the bathroom and the sitting room, his hair wet from the shower. 
“Uh oh,” he says. “Are we talking?” 
“We’re talking,” Remus confirms. 
James makes a face but sits down. His knee immediately begins bouncing. 
As ready as Sirius was to tear into you earlier, he feels for you too. You look into your lap as you pull the sleeves of Remus’ jumper over your fingers, waiting for someone to start. 
“Dove,” Remus sounds exhausted with this already, “you knew why going to that party was a bad idea for you.” 
“Yeah,” you say quietly. 
“Then why did you?” 
You’re picking apart the knit of Remus’ sleeve. Sirius takes your hands in his, stopping you. Your eyes linger on them. “It’s Marlene’s birthday,” you say. “She’s my friend.” 
“She is your friend, angel,” James says gently. “Do you think she really would have cared if you’d missed her party if she knew how awful it was for you to be there?” 
You look like you’re chewing the inside of your lip. “It wasn’t awful.” 
“You got sick on the drive home,” Sirius reminds you. Okay, it’s possible he’s still a little angry. “Do you mean to tell me that was the result of you having a good time?” 
He immediately feels like shit when your expression twinges painfully. 
“I know you wanted to be there for Marlene,” Remus cuts in, “and to make her happy, but I don’t think it was worth making yourself miserable.” His voice is calm. Sirius doesn’t know how he does it; Remus was the most upset when they learned you’d gone to the party, but somehow he manages to keep his tone gentle, his expression kind as he talks you through the fallacies in your own reasoning. “You need to be more considerate of yourself, dove.” 
“You are a considerate person,” James says. “We love that about you, sweetheart. You’re kind, and you’re always thinking about everyone else, it’s just that sometimes you think about them too much. Marlene getting to see you at her party, versus you getting the rest you need to keep your concussion from getting worse…” He mimes a scale with his hands, making a face. “It’s not a very fair trade-off, yeah?” 
You nod but don’t speak. Your eyes are on your lap, and when Sirius dips his head to try and see you better, your lips are a harsh, tortured line. He squeezes your hands. 
“Yeah,” you say, your voice thin. 
Remus makes a soft sound, reaching for you. “Come here, babydove.” 
You join him in his chair and Sirius sees his boyfriend’s worry finally dissipating as he mushes brief, ardent kisses into your hair. James smiles softly. 
“You’re alright,” Remus promises, voice muffled from how his lips are stuck to your head. He rubs up and down your back firmly while you hide your face in his chest. “We just want you to understand. So you don’t do it again.” 
“I know.” Your voice sounds fragmented, and it’s like ice picks through Sirius’ chest. “Sorry, it’s not you guys, I just—” You take a stilted breath. James moves to perch on the arm of Remus’ chair so he can squeeze your shoulder. “I just really don’t feel well.” 
“Oh, I know.” Remus rests his forehead on top of yours. “I’m sorry.” 
“Do you feel like you could be sick again, baby?” Sirius asks. When you shake your head, he stands. “Then let’s go to bed, yeah? Do you feel sufficiently lectured?” 
Your shoulders give a little shake, and though he already suspects it’s from laughter, James’ grin confirms it. 
“Do you want us to keep Remus away from you?” James teases, giving your shoulder another squeeze. “Would that make you feel better?” 
“Yes,” you say, while winding your arms around Remus’ waist. 
Remus doesn’t even feign offense. Only cups the back of your head and mushes another kiss into your hair.
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chasingthestarss · 11 months ago
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Regulus: How does the look? *spins to show off outfit
Sirius: Horrible wear something else.
Regulus: oh… I thought this was nice.
Remus: Sirius, he is 22 you can’t make him change because his shorts are short.
Sirius: I can to! My baby brother will not be showing off all of his goods!
Regulus: So I look fine? This is just protective older brother shit?
Sirius: I guess…
Regulus: I’ll change, you’re right, only James gets to see me look this good.
Sirius: that made it worse.
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lavender-000 · 1 year ago
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*in the library*
Regulus: Jamie
James: yes reg?
Regulus: is my face helping you with the potions homework?
James: not really no
Regulus finally looks up from his own work but before he can respond James gives him a look causing the words to get stuck in his throat
James: I'll probably fail but at least I learned about the way your eyebrows furrow when youre struggling on a question, the ways your eyes move gracefully reading over the words of the book, the way pieces of hair fall onto your face and all I want to do is reach and brush it back.
Regulus beginning to blush responded with a quite pathetic 'fuck you potter' truly, going back to his roots.
He shields his face away trying to hide his reddening face. To his failure however, James gently grabs his chin making him look up into those beautiful brown eyes. For a moment they sit there, a pile of abandoned books on the table. For a moment it's just them, Regulus Black and James Potter. An unusual pair who complete each other. Pair who know that there's no going back-
Sirius who suddenly came into existence: JAMES FLEMONT POTTER YOU BROTHER FUCKER!
Just like that their moment was gone replaced with James looking like a deer in the headlights (ironic) and Sirius looking as dramatic as ever. Their love however, remains, it will always remain in every universe, every world, until they grow old it will just be Regulus and James together.
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adharastarlight · 1 year ago
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Jegulus being forbidden love but honestly its just Sirius being dramatic, will always have a place in my heart
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messrsrarchives · 4 days ago
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tiktok has been having a censorship debate for like two weeks now and i need people to understand that "as long as it's not illegal" is not what we mean by fandom etiquette.
there is no ethical level of censorship because when these spaces get taken down for the "immoral subjects"? you will come down with those. when ff.net got scrubbed clean it wasn't just cest fics and proship content etc etc, it was unrelated works because there is no standard of immorality. not here. we lost tens of thousands of works because of puritanical arguments and discussions about morality, and it wasn't just the ones you're debating about.
there is no ethical level of censorship and as long as these works are tagged correctly? you cannot get mad about their existence. you can disagree! you can say you personally do not engage with them, but you Cannot say "ship and let ship until it's -" because that is not how it works.
and i'm not perfect! when i first joined online fandom spaces i was very much like "if you have to change the ages then it's disgusting" "they're related" etc etc and whilst i still don't tend to engage with those themes? we cannot be censoring them either. not without losing these spaces.
it starts with you disagreeing with these things, and it ends with queer media as a whole because there is No Ethical Censorship.
this is less a discussion about fandom etiquette, and more a discussion of Having Fandom Spaces. i beggeth you, don't be part of helping what happened to ff.net happen again 😖
don't like, don't read - including "illegal" and "immoral" things. if they're tagged correctly, you can avoid them.
we also, less of a fandom note and more just a general media note, need to explore these things. yes, there are 100% times where these things get glorified. but on a general basis? we need to explore immoral things in media. we need to explore things to understand them - i'm thinking here about well-known books like the handmaid's tale getting banned because it's Important and it Explains what's going on right now. i'm thinking about morally grey characters/historical figures and how we need to be able to look at their motivations/backstory/etc not necessarily for justification, but for understanding and prevention. even in real life cases, they look at the backstory of the individual because that is how we form and improve preventative techniques and resources.
there is no ethical level of censorship and i've been there, i know it feels good to be like "this is illegal this is bad", you feel like you're doing some good in the world but you're actually causing harm unknowingly to These Spaces.
it is 2025, we do Not need proshipper discourse right now. arguably the worst time for people to be debating what's immoral to read/write about. all censorship ends up as mass censorship, and i really need yall to understand that
block the tags, exclude them from your searches, block the people posting them. do whateverrrr you have to do to curate your own fandom space but for the love of everythingggg, don't be part of the reason we lose these spaces as a whole.
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