#marauders

[jamessluttythighs]

have - jegulus - @stag-microfic - word count: 216  - 16 September

James and Sirius’ favourite pastime was to sit on the steps outside the library and pass judgement on those going in to study. Their university was massive so the pool of randos was always plentiful.

“Sick as fuck bag”

“Frosted tips do not work on him.”

“She needs to ditch the scrunchie, that was so 2016”

Oftentimes it just resulted in a big game of smash or pass. Or rather it was a game for James where Sirius just offered his opinion. Sirius was hopelessly in love with his boyfriend, Remus. They had moved in together recently after problems with Sirius’ family. James doesn’t know the full story. Sirius hardly talks about his family. 

“She’s lovely, look at her hair. It’s like a fire.”

“That’s Evans, she’s in my Physics class. Too bad she likes women.”

“Ugh, all the good ones do.”

“Hmmm he’s cute,” James tried again.

“Too many facial piercings for me. Are those snake bites?”

“Hot. Wait no. I’ve found the love of my life. That devastatingly gorgeous, grey-eyed god just behind him.”

“What the fuck Prongs?” Sirius exclaimed, his expression incredulous.

James, startled by this sudden outburst, tore his eyes away from the man in the dark green crop top as he entered the library doors. “What?”

“That’s my little brother!”

“You have a brother?”

[ecstarry]

i love petty and a bit obsessive james potter like yes he did just push someone to get to class first and sit next to regulus but what he doesn't know is that reg is the exact same just more discreet

[mxrox]

Lily, talking to the group: Don’t add to the population, don’t subtract from the population. Don’t drink if you’re underage, and don’t apprate if you’re drunk. Stay out of the morgue, the Profit, and Azkaban.

Sirius, whispering: Well there go our plans for the night

Remus: Which part?

James: All of it

[rottensouldier]

wolfstar kisses (in every au i draw them in) 💗

[peachrtistic]

type hug i want to become a part of you

[moonstainn]

Wolfstar x howl’s moving castle ✨🔥

[syrcinus]

Jily <33

[birdieardley]

"James Potter has a knife kink." I say into the microphone. the crowd boos. I sigh and begin to walk off stage.

"She's right" a voice says, I turn and there he is. Regulus Black.

[starlittragedies]

a lot of people tended to say that sirius and regulus looked alike, but the marauders and their friends never quite believed it. they looked much to different with one brother being so expressive with his facial features and the other wearing a mask that never slips.

it wasn’t until one day when barty had managed to convince regulus to pull a cute little joke on evan which then led to evan chasing them down the halls of hogwarts with nothing but murder on his mind. while running they managed to run into the posse of gryffindors as well as dorcas who was with them, and while passing, the group (bar dorcas) had to do a double take because the boy that had just passed them with a mischievous smile plastered on his face looked just like sirius.

[nothingtoseeherebyeexx]

henry danger meme going around on tik tok (wolfstar’s version)

this is so stupid (expect at least 2 more)

[mourningliliesmorningglories]

do you think that Regulus ever looked at James and couldn’t understand how Sirius could love a stranger like a brother and not him?

and do you think Sirius ever looked at James and wondered why he was so easy for Regulus love, why Regulus would risk it all for James but couldn’t do it for him?

[jamessluttythighs]

die - jegulus - @stag-microfic - word count: 189 - 15 September

“Hmmmmmm,” James dragged it out, dramatically rubbing his fingers against his temple. “I’ve got one. First kiss?”

Regulus turned onto his side to face him. Black curls spilling over the pillow. “You sure you can handle that one, Potter?” Their noses were almost brushing.

“I’m capable of not being jealous, you know”

Regulus stifled a laugh. “Sure, baby”

“So do I know them?” James pouted.

“It was Barty.”

“Barty?” James chuckled.

“What’s funny about that? We were in fourth year and hadn’t kissed anyone yet. He said he would rather die than turn fifteen without having kissed someone. Perfectly reasonable.”

“No, it’s not that. It’s just Pads owes Moony a galleon now”

“You placed bets on who my first kiss was?” Regulus asked, unamused.

“Oh it was years ago. Moony guessed it was Barty and Sirius said that his baby brother has and would never kiss anyone,” James sighed fondly thinking about his best friend. “Don’t pout,” he said, planting a kiss on Regulus’ lips.

“And yours? Your first kiss?”

“Ahhh,” James avoided eye contact.

“James”

James groaned, “It was Sirius.”

Regulus recoiled. “Grosssss,” he laughed, shoving James away.

[moonstruckme]

CONGRATS ON 7K!!!! I've never seen a blog that deserves it so much!

for the bake sale- id love apple pie number 14 (laddered tights). I'm not sure if poly! marauders is an option- if not James would be great!

hope you have an amazing day ☀️

Poly!marauders is always an option ! Hope you have an amazing day too <3

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 418 words

You hear Sirius’ quiet hiss, followed by James’ “now you’ve done it” before you can even look down. 

You see the chipped polish of your boyfriend’s fingernail at the epicenter of a new tear in your tights. 

“Sirius,” you sigh. “Really?” 

“I’m sorry.” He presses his hand over the tear as though to stop it from spreading. “You said these were supposed to be un-rip-able!” 

“That doesn’t mean you’re supposed to try to rip them.” 

“I wasn’t!” Sirius pouts at you. “I wasn’t, baby, I was just…I was…” 

“He was feeling you up,” James supplies. 

“I was admiring how your tights look on your legs. Through a tactile lens.” 

“Can they be fixed?” Remus asks, leaning over to see. The four of you are squished into a corner booth at a cafe. You and James had a craving for hot chocolate when the weather turned earlier this week, and you’d brought out your new tights for the occasion. 

“No, there’s no fixing them,” you sulk, cutting Sirius a look. “You owe me a new pair.” 

He manages to look chastised. James brushes his hand aside, poking his own finger into the tear. Like he’s pulled a thread, it snakes up the rest of your thigh. 

“Shit!” He pulls back.  

“It’s okay,” you say, though you sound dejected enough that Remus coos and wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his side. “There’s really no way to keep it from getting worse.” 

“Oh, so when he does it it’s fine?” Sirius crosses his arms. “When did we get so blatant with our favoritism?”

“They’re already ruined,” you remind him. “Anything anyone does now is just speeding up the inevitable.” 

You take a long, slow sip of your tea while he sits with that, but when your boyfriend starts to look actually guilty you crack. 

“It’s really okay.” You offer him a smile.

“I’ll get you a new pair,” Sirius vows. 

“You don’t have to. I was only giving you a hard time.” 

He narrows his eyes at you playfully. “I know you were. But I want to anyway.” 

“You don’t have the backbone to be a very good tormenter, angel,” James teases you. Remus hums his agreement. “You give in too easily.” 

You scoff. “Like you can talk.” 

“Seal the deal with a kiss?” Sirius simpers at you. 

You roll your eyes. “Fine.” 

You lean towards him, but neither of your other boyfriends seems at all surprised when Sirius leans down to kiss your laddered tights instead. 

[my-castles-crumbling]

ink - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 276

Regulus doesn't tell James about his surprise.

Though every cell in his body is vibrating with excitement and he wants nothing more than to tell the other boy what he's done, he keeps his mouth shut.

Because it'll be so much better that way.

James has tattoos.

Inked antlers span across his lower back, a huge sun over his shoulder, the Canis Major tattoo on his arm, Regulus's name on his collarbone.

But Regulus?

His skin is deliciously bare.

Or it was. Until now.

But James has no idea.

He kisses over pale skin, relishing in the warmth and taste, oblivious to what he will find. Regulus lets out a soft groan, half entranced and half full of anticipation. Because how can he focus when he knows it's only a matter of time?

Hands skate downward, playing with the hem of his shirt and in his mind, Regulus urges him onward. Yes, he thinks. Take it off.

James knows him. Knows him so well he reads his mind, gently taking the shirt off, kissing his neck, causing heat to flood through him before leaning back.

And then he freezes. Because he sees it.

"Alright, Jamie?" Regulus whispers cheekily, grinning because he knows, and he's thrilled to see his boyfriend's mouth pop open in surprise.

"Reg-" It's a choked off little sound and it's clear James has completely lost his wits. "What?"

A thumb swipes ever so lightly over his hip bone, where the letters JFP are now permanently etched.

But he just shrugs. "Do you like it?" he asks nonchalantly.

James's answering moan and immediate move to claim his mouth with his own is answer enough.

[cosmonauter]

english isn't my first language, so i'm really sorry if you find any mistakes, but

best friend james potter who doesn't know what boundaries are with you!!

imagine sitting next to james in history of magic, and his hand is stroking your thigh, going up and down. you don't even think it's weird anymore, because james is always touching and hugging you, while you two are hanging out.

imagine cuddling with him in his bed, while the other marauders are wondering, if you guys aren't telling them something about your relationship.

imagine james rejecting other people, because "they just don't act like you do, love :((". and both of you gossiping about the latest happenings around hogwarts.

imagine having a sleepover in his dorm, and you forgot to bring your pj's so jamie takes off his shirt and gives it to you, ending in him sleeping without a shirt because "it's hot outside anyways", even though it's november.

imagine waking up on his warm chest, with his thick, muscular arms wrapped around you. you looking up to his eyes, and seeing jamie smiling at you with his sleepy grin, and gazing at you like you are his whole world. him lifting an arm to put some of your hair that was hanging infront of your eyes behind your ears, and, in a raspy deep voice, mumbling "good morning, my love, how did you sleep?". and while you're answering he's looking at your lips like he wants to eat you up.

but if anyone ever asks you if you two are more than just really close bestfriends? no, never the two of you together, that would be ridiculous! :)

[peachrtistic]

starchaser doodles