#ravenrock

[thedragonandthesnake-comic]

Raven rock, day and night :)

[starsarestories]

Someone needs to write a marauders fic where there is a purge and a group of them that have never met each other hide together deep in the woods or a mansion or something and it's like the marauders guys and gals and the Slytherin Skittles, maybe Benji too. There needs to be violence, romance, angst, maybe some depressing ending. I just need to read this. Yes, I'm messed up. Blame literally every marauders fanfic ever.

[theladysea31]

Peter sometimes needs reassurance about being loved, but in a quiet "I'm here" way

So Benjy has charmed a bracelet to warm gently every time he thinks about Peter, giving him a reminder that he's loved.

There are days when the bracelet is never cold, a perpetual heat that never leaves Peter's wrist.

[lackadaisicallizard]

Love

Heavily inspired by/ dedicated to @sebbianas

The marauders are all there for Peter’s engagement, because of course they are. Why wouldn’t they be? They’re his closest friends. His family.

Even now, even ten years after they’ve left school and scattered around the country, they’re here. They wouldn’t miss it for the world.

“Have you stopped crying yet?” James asks Peter, walking over to where he’s ordering a drink at the bar.

The surprise engagement party following the proposal is at a local pub, one that they’ve all frequented over the years, and James has made sure that everyone who loves Peter was invited to share in this important moment in his oldest friend’s life.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Peter smiles as he hands James his drink and orders another.

James laughs. “I don’t blame you one bit, mate. I was the same at my engagement, and I was the one proposing.”

Peter chuckles, shaking his head. “I wish I could’ve seen that.”

“Oh, I was an absolute mess.”

“You still were an hour later when you told us.”

“That was me composed!”

Peter laughs again. “You really weren’t.”

James rolls his eyes and shifts his gaze to his husband, who is currently talking to Remus and Evan at one of the tables across the room. He laughs at something Remus says, expression as warm as it gets in public, and James can’t help the smile that appears on his face at the sight.

He’s so in love.

“I sometimes wonder why Reg said yes, honestly.”

Peter scoffs.

James frowns at him. “What?”

“You’re very easy to love, James. I know that first hand.”

“I mean yeah, but I mean more romantically.”

“So do I.”

James’ expression shifts to one of confusion now. “I’m lost.”

“Wait.” Peter looks at him. “You didn’t know I was in love with you?” He rolls his eyes, fondness evident in them. “Of course you didn’t, you’re so oblivious.”

James is silent for a good ten seconds, his brain racing to catch up to whatever the fuck is happening right now.

“Hold on, hold on, wait.” James meets Peter’s now amused expression. “You were what?”

Peter nods. “Oh yeah, I was big time in love with you for years. I don’t know exactly when it started, but it was some time when we were growing up. Remus dealt with a lot of it when we started school. He figured it out pretty much immediately.”

The coherent part of James’ brain is working overtime. “Hold up, Moony knew?”

“Pretty much everyone knew, Prongs. It was glaringly obvious. Well, I don’t think Sirius did actually, but he’s just as bad as you are.”

James pauses as he considers his friend’s words, “Wait, you’re not still…?”

“Oh, no! God no. I’m very much in love with my fiancé now.” He smiles as he says the word fiancé, his eyes flicking to where Benjy is chatting with Sirius before landing back on James.

“Oh good.” James takes a breath.

“I’d fear for my life if I did, honestly,” Peter smirks as James raises an eyebrow. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed but Regulus is a little bit protective of you.”

James laughs at this. He supposes he is, not that James is complaining in the slightest.

“You two were meant for each other, you know,” Peter says, and James nods. He does know. He knows it more than he knows anything else in the world. He was made to love Regulus Black, and he’s so lucky that he gets to every day of his life.

“It’s that, right there,” Peter says with a smile, “the look you get when you even think about him. It’s that look that made me sober up and realise I couldn’t love you any more,” his smile turns into a grin, “well that and the very loud pining. Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone so happy to be constantly insulted.”

James laughs. “They were affectionate insults!”

“Either way, they worked. You found the love of your life, and I realised you weren’t the love of mine. Two birds, I guess.”

A second of silence passes between them. Peter speaks again.

“He reminded me of you at first, you know?”

James raises his eyebrows at that. He loves Benjy, but they are very different people. “Really?”

“Yeah, he knew I wasn’t interested and pursued me anyway.” He laughs and James hits his arm.

“I’ll have you know, Regulus was very interested.”

“And Lily?”

“In my defence, I had no idea she was a lesbian.”

“Oblivious.”

James pouts before speaking, his voice quieter than it was a moment ago, “I’m sorry.”

Peter’s returning smile is soft. “Don’t be. I’m so glad you didn’t love me because I’m so happy now. More than I ever thought possible.” His eyes move to Benjy again and there’s just so much love in them that James almost has to look away for a second to avoid intruding on his friend’s inner thoughts.

“You two are meant for each other, you know,” James repeats Peter’s previous sentiment and his smile widens.

“I know.”

The silence between them is broken by the cheerful sounds of the pub, the sounds of their friends all coming together to witness and celebrate the love that Peter’s found, the love that he deserves.

“You were wrong before though,” James says and Peter turns to look at him, waiting for him to finish his thought, “I do love you. I always will.”

Peter smiles. “I love you too, James.”

Something warm settles in James’ chest and he takes a sip of his drink. His tone turns teasing, “I’m just confirming that it’s platonic love.”

“Oh, fuck off.” Peter pushes off the bar and starts walking towards their friends.

“Love you!” James calls after him.

“Stop hitting on me, I’m engaged!” Peter calls back.

James laughs as he watches him walk away, joining his fiancé and settling into the arm that wraps around his waist, Benjy pressing a kiss to his head before continuing his conversation.

James is so happy for them. He’s so happy for all of them. In fact, he loves and appreciates every single person in this room.

Platonically, for the most part.

[wolfstaranddrarrylover-aria]

Sirius: REM? Remus: yea….? Sirius: who’s the prettiest person in this room Remus: me? Sirius: wrong answer Remus: Lily Sirius: Remus: Lily: Remus: CANT you guys take a joke Peter: I knew you were joking it’s obviously benjy James: nuh-uh Peter: then who is it mr u can’t comb my hair even if my life depended on it James: Reggie of course Sirius: Lily: Remus: Peter: Benjy: Regulus: Sirius: YOU LITTLE BROTHERFU- Remus: *stares at the camera like he’s on a game show* And at that moment, James knew he had fucked up

[olivers-cocoapuffs]

Peter: do you like my shirt?

Benjy: yeah

Peter: thanks. Back home they call me the “tie-dye shirt kid”

Benjy:

Peter: well that and faggot

[moonssong2]

Peter is a literal masterchef when it comes to baking

Benjy can't even make a dough out of water and flour without something going wrong

[lionmythflower]

peter is literally one of my favorite characters ever to ship. Like he's either aroace or shipped with this guy who no one hAS EVER HEARD OF (Benji Fenwick, we love him lol), or he's shipped w his childhood bsf (james) or he's shipped w evan or barty AND SOMETIMES BOTH?!!! There's actually so main rarepairs w him I absolutely adore it.

[cazzythefrogking]

marauders incorrect quotes pt 260

Someone: Dom or sub? Peter: I guess Domino's, since I don't go to Subway that much. Don't see why you'd put them in the same category though.

[cheekyboybeth]

Peter Pettigrew is either dating Benjy Fenwick or is aroace

don’t tell me any different

[number1abbasupporter]

i just love doing polls

anyway whos yalls fav!!

[starsarestories]

PART TWO - My opinions on who would take whose last name (Marauders era edition):

Marylily - They would absolutely hyphenate their names, but they would argue whose name goes first (Mary wants it to be Lily's so she can shorten it to Mary Evans, and Lily wants the opposite so she can shorten her name to Lily Macdonald). They end up settling on Lily Macdonald-Evans and Mary Evans-Macdonald.

Ravenrock - They would take Peter's last name because his parents don't want the name to die out. So, they would be Peter Pettigrew and Benji Pettigrew.

Marylene - They would hyphenate their names, McKinnon first because it means something in the wizarding world and can prove to be an advantage at times. They would choose both names so their initials are 'MMM'.

Jily - Lily would argue that she wants to keep her last name, as she had no brothers to keep the 'Evans' name going, nor any cousins. However, eventually she would give into the desire to be 'Lily Potter' and would take James' surname.

Bartylus - They would argue over whose name to take because Regulus wants the Black name to die out, and Barty wants to get rid of the burden of the name 'Crouch' as soon as possible. They would argue so much about it and in the end take each other's last names. Regulus Crouch and Bartemius Black.

Xenodora - We all know that Pandora takes Lovegood because it is the prettiest name ever (also, she wanted to drop the Rosier name).

[theladysea31]

Every time Benjy is with Peter he gives him full attention.

They're out with friends? Benjy talks to Edgar Bones while looking at his boyfriend.

He's doing homework? You know that Peter is curled into his pocket as a rat, and Benjy's cuddling him while repeating charm.

Peter doesn't do that (he's friend with Sirius Black, you can't give someone yours full attention while staying in the same room as Sirius) but makes sure to have Benjy's favourite sweets always in his bag and a napkin during spring (Benjy is allergic to pollen)

[lackadaisicallizard]

Smart

A ravenrock microfic (peter x benjy)

“My mind is blank.” Peter’s head is in his hands, his tone defeated. 

“Come on babe, you know this one,” Benjy replies, his voice as calm and patient as ever. It’s a little infuriating how collected he is sometimes.

“When will I ever need to know the properties of a boomslang in my day to day life?” 

Benjy chuckles. “If you ever get bitten by one, you might change your tune.” 

Peter cocks an eyebrow at his amused boyfriend. “I’m never going to be stupid enough to get bitten by one.” 

“Didn’t you say James did when he was a kid once?” 

“Exactly.” 

Benjy laughs again, shaking his head. “I love you.” 

Peter hums. “Will you still love me if I fail this potions essay?” 

“You’re not going to fail the potions essay! You’ve got the best tutor in the school.” 

Peter’s lips curl up into a smirk. “Oh yeah, and when does he show up then?” 

“Oh fuck you, Pettigrew.” 

The smirk widens. “Is that an offer?” 

Benjy rolls his eyes but leans in all the same, waiting for Peter to meet him halfway before pressing their lips together. It starts as a slow kiss because even if they are tucked away in the corner, they’re still in the school library. 

Then one of Peter’s hands finds Benjy’s cheek and he feels a hand on his knee as the Ravenclaw moves in even closer. Peter can’t help but smile into the kiss, the warmth of the moment contrasting with the coolness of the library. As their kiss deepens, Peter’s fingers gently trace the outline of the other boy’s jaw, and the faintest gasp escapes Benjy’s lips as Peter’s fingers find the nape of his neck, weaving his fingers into soft brown hair and holding him there. 

Time seems to slow, and the awareness of their surroundings fades away, leaving only this moment. Only Benjy. 

Always Benjy. 

Driving him crazy with his beautiful face and even more beautiful brain. 

God, he wishes he could just live inside the brain of Benjy Fenwick, even just for a day. Just to see inside the mind of someone truly beautiful and witty and just good. 

Peter knows he doesn’t deserve him, but he’s far too selfish to give him up now. 

Because even if he can’t live inside Benjy’s mind, Benjy lives in his. He always will. 

They pull apart then, their breathing a little ragged, their heart rates slightly more elevated than they were a few minutes ago. 

“Can we ditch the studying yet?” Peter asks, already knowing the answer. 

Benjy smiles as he leans back in his chair, his eyes still very much sparkling as they stay on Peter’s face. “Not a chance, Pettigrew.”

It was worth a shot. 

“What if I told you that boomslang skin is used in both polyjuice and beautification potions?” 

Benjy blinks at him. “Did you know that the whole time?” 

Peter puts on his best innocent expression. “Maybe.” 

“Then why on Earth did you pretend you didn’t?” 

“Because when I don’t know things you tell me the answers, and I love when you tell me things.”

“Really?”

Peter nods. “Seriously. I could hear you go on about shrivelfigs for hours. Your mind is ridiculously sexy.”  

Benjy is quiet for a good ten seconds then as he stares at his boyfriend with a stunned expression. Peter is just starting to worry about the silence when Benjy stands up and holds out his hand. Peter takes it, bewildered, as he also stands and follows the other boy’s lead through the library. 

Peter finds his voice as they pass through the door. “Um, Benjy, where are we going?” 

“Back to your dorm.” Benjy’s tone is firm. 

“What about the studying?” Peter asks the question but has no intention on stopping the current unexpected chain of events. 

“We’ll get back to that later.”

“Is this because I called your brain sexy?” 

“Partly, yes.” 

“And the other part?” 

Benjy stops them then. They’re at the base of the stairs to Gryffindor tower. “What is a Chizpurfle carapace used for?”

Peter furrows his brow. “Um, what?” 

“Just answer the question, Pettigrew.” 

“Um, they’re often used in antidotes to common poisons, but they’re quite hard to break open so they’re often fed to venomous tentaculas first.” 

Benjy takes an audible breath at that, eyes widening slightly. “And Horklump juice?” 

“It’s used in the making of various magical ointments. Benjy, what is this-“ 

His question is cut off as he finds himself pushed up against the castle wall, Benjy’s mouth finding his once again. They kiss for an extended moment before coming up for air, Peter using the break to ask a question. 

“Not that I’m complaining about this in the slightest, but are you telling me that me knowing the properties of potions ingredients is turning you on right now?” 

Benjy shrugs. “Yeah, kind of. Is that a problem?” 

Peter smiles, noting the lightly flushed skin only inches away from his own. Benjy’s lips have been kissed a darker shade of pink and his usually neat hair is slightly disheveled. 

“Nope. Not a problem at all.” 

“Good.” Another chaste kiss. “Just one thing.” 

“Yes?” Peter doesn’t even need to know what it is that he wants, he would give Benjy absolutely anything. 

“Don’t hide how smart you are from me. Ever.” 

Peter smiles. “Oh you want a little competition, huh?” 

Benjy snorts. “I wouldn’t go that far, Pettigrew.” 

“Are you underestimating me, Fenwick?” 

A smirk. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” 

And he knows in that moment that he means it, because people underestimate Peter all the time. He’s used to it. He often prefers it, even. 

But with Benjy- well he’s finally met his match. 

Because Benjy sees him. Not his friends, not his pranks, not Wormtail or Pete, but him. 

Peter Pettigrew.

Whose world is slowly beginning to revolve around a wonderful, kind, blue-eyed, pink-cheeked, brown-haired boy. And as they stand there, wrapped in the moment of each other, Peter is nothing but grateful for the boy who sees him for who he truly is.

[rosekillerismylife]

@marauders-rarepair-fics prompt: rude word count: 233 pair: ravenrock (PeterxBenjy)

“Hello, what do you want?”

“You.”

“You are at Starbucks, sir, may I please take your order?”

“Oh, of course you may. But I’d rather take an order from you.”

“Sir, either you tell me what you want or you can go.”

“Oh, you don’t wanna know.”

“What. Can. I. Get. You?”

“Say, dear sir, can I get your number?”

“No, you cannot. But maybe I can interest you in one of our overpriced coffees?”

“Well, I don’t know how customer service usually works but maybe describing the coffee as overpriced isn’t the smartest thing to do. It actually could come of really rude and could also probably get you fired.”

“Do you want one or not?”

“I’ll have a caramel frappuccino with your number on the cup.”

“Alright, a caramel frappuccino. Coming right up.”

“Don’t forget to add your number, guapo.”

*whispered* “Wanker.”

- after ten minutes –

“Here you go, sir. That’ll be £7,50.”

*looks at the cup* “You forgot something.”

“What?”

“Where’s the number I asked for?”

“That’ll be £7,50.”

“Alright, there you go. Keep the change, pretty boy.”

“Thank you. Have a nice day.”

“You know, a smile couldn’t hurt.”

“Goodbye, sir.”

“Call me.”

“How would I – you slipped me your phone number, didn’t you?”

*from outside* “Absofuckinglutely!”

There’s a tiny piece of paper between the pound notes. Benjy picked it up. It says: ‘Peter Pettigrew. Call me: +44 **********’.

[moonssong2]

why does no one know what ship ravenrock is?

insert violent sobbing