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Marauders zine: call for writers & artists

It's time to bring out the surfboard and sunscreen, because the next issue of the Starman Zine is going to the beach! Want to put armband floaties on your favourite marauders blorbo? Or maybe a dramatic sandcastle competition is more your style? Either way, we are looking for writes and artists who’d want to create a something for it, a simple sketch or mircofic. The deadline for submission is the 29th of June. To participate please join the server (link) and select the beach zine role to get access to the appropriate channel.

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Winter Special - A Marauders Zine by the Starman Server

Happy belated winter. The leaves might be starting to come back and flowers peeking out from the ground, but I'm sure it's still snowing somewhere. So lean back and reminisce over seasons past with the Winter Special edition of our server zine :D

Typesetting by @regvas Fics by @onehundredflamingos, @wordsofwilderness & @ecstarry Nifty painting by @faun-writes

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Marauders zine: call for writers & artists

We are at it again with yet another zine. Continuing with the seasonal themes we can now introduce the winter zine! So, grab your warmest mittens, roll up a snowman or snuggle up with blanket indoors, whatever calls to you, we’ve got a bit of everything!

As usual we are looking for any and all writes and artists who’d want to create a little something for it. The deadline for submission is the 24th of January. To participate please join the server (link) and select the winter zine role to get access to the appropriate channel

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Fall Special - A Marauders Zine by the Starman Server

As we are nearing the end of fall and the last few leaves are drifting from the trees, here's a little something from the Starman editorial team to enjoy with a cup of warm beverage of your choice <3

Typesetting by @regvas Fic by @wordsofwilderness Nifty paintings by @futurequibblerjournalist & @faun-writes Additional art by _tsementos_art (Instragram) & Talita Asami (Instragram)

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Never trust Severus Snape

Pairing: James Potter/Lily Evans

Warnings: cursing

Hurt/comfort ish

1k words

Summary: Lily snaps at James, calling him out for all his unwanted confessions and acts of love. Is that really what she wants though?

The sun was setting, streaks of orange and red painting the sky. It was a beautiful day, most people out on the last day of the weekend. Laughter echoed in the air, and James sauntered over to Lily Evans, confidence in his gait. She was sitting next to Severus Snape in intense conversation. James heard bits of 'He's horrible-' and 'using you -'. James scoffed. As if that was enough to setter him "Hey, Evans!" his voice rang out in the ground. "I wanted to ask you something. Will you go out wit-"

Lily whirls suddenly , stomping the ground."Enough! Merlin, Potter! Do you not know how to take a hint? You have been hounding me this whole year, actually, for the past 3 years, and I have continuously.been.rejecting.you! Do you not know what that means? " Lily fumes, "What does a girl have to do to stop some perverted wierdo making advances on her?! Sev is right, you know. You're a douchebag who doesn't know anything. Hail Potter, the fucking loser who thinks he's so great but you're actually nothing. A nobody who only has one friend that tried to kill my best friend." She pokes him in the chest, nose scrunched in fury. Though she doesn't push him very hard, James stumbles back as if she had punched him. An eerie silence had taken over the moments before laughing ground. "I hate you, James Potter."

James takes a step backwards, tears shining in his eyes. "I-I'm Sorry," A tear falls down his face. "I'm so sorry." And he takes off, only turning back once to the girl he thought would be his forever.

Back in the Gryfffindor dormitory, James sobs into Sirius' shoulder,surrounded by pillows. He murmurs soft nothings into James' ear and soothingly runs his hand in circles around James' back. Remus sits next to him, cooling down a cup of Chai, knowing James needs the taste of home. Remus frowns, "Look, I know Evans is my friend, but that was so unnecessary and so fucking rude. If she wanted you to back off, we all know she's not some pushover that can't voice her thoughts, she would've told you so!" Sirius pulls back, nodding vigorously, "She led you on mate! She let you take her on dates, hang out, giggle whenever you told her you loved her, and now this!?" he made a noise of disgust in his throat. James sniffed, wiping at his nose with his sleeve. "But still, I feel like it's my fault. I should've known, she's right. She has been rejecting me for years. I'm just the one who's daft enough to continue trying." Remus scoffed, handing James the now cool cup of Chai, "Please! She was lapping up your attention, giggling and twirling her hair. Besides, it's a loss for her, losing a guy like you. You're literally head over heels for her."

This just makes James return to the comfort of Sirius' shoulder. Remus leaves to refill James' cup and Sirius tucks him in to his bed. He sits next to James, running his hand through his hair and doing such ridiculous things that he coaxes a watery laugh out of James once or twice. Remus had gone to class, but Sirius had forbidden James from going. "You'll only get more upset when you see her mate. It's not worth it." After a while James suddenly hugs Sirius, murmuring into his hair, "Thanks mate. Thanks so much," Sirius just smiles. "That's what I'm here for, aren't I? What would you do without me?"

When night had well and truly fallen, James gets up, pulling on a coat. "Where are you going?" Sirius calls. "Just-walking. Need to clear my mind." "Want us to go with you?" Remus asks. "Nah, I'll be back in a bit."

James still has an hour left for curfew, but he still brings his invisibility cloak in case he needs it. Walking down the winding path to the lake, he finally settles under a tree next to the bank of the lake. He rests his head on the tree, thinking. He hears a rustle on the grass beside him,and his head snaps to attention. There, he sees Lily walking towards him, and she settles on the grass beside him. "Hi," She says, a wary look on her face. "Hey." James turns away, knowing if he looks at her any longer, he'll start to tear up, which isn't something he wants to do right now. "James, look. I wanted to talk about earlier today and-" "No, Lily, I wanna talk about today. Not only today but the past few years. I want to apologize. You're right. I've been annoying you for the past 3 years and I know it's my fault. I really should've listened, or payed more attention to your obvious discomfort. It's my fault, and I'm really, really sorry. I-I should've known. " Lily looks at him,"No-James, listen, you don't need to apologize I really-"

"Lily-please. Don't," his voice cracks, and he runs a tired hand over his face. "Don't do that. Don't be nice because I'll hope again. You're kindness is one of the many things that made me like you, and if you do it again, I'll never be able to get over you, because, merlin, lily, I love you so fucking much. If there's even a sliver of hope that you might still like me even a little bit, I'll cling on to it. I can't help it, because you're like a magnet. I can't help but be attracted to you. So please, please just hate me, scream at me again, shout at me, but please, don't give me that hope. " Lily looks at him, tears in her eyes. " James, listen. I will give you that hope because I do love you. I've loved you for a while, I just didn't know it. I'm so sorry for today. I was in a shit mood since morning, and everything was annoying me. On top of that, Severus was egging me on about how I shouldn't even speak to you because of that prank you and your mates pulled on him but what he failed to tell me was how he was saved. I should've never listened to him James, Proffesor McGonagall told me later in transfiguration what actually happened. I'm really sorry. Please, forgive me? "

James looks at her, obviously surprised but a sliver of doubt shines in his eyes." Was that out of pity?" Lily sobs, smiling through it."James Potter, you are such an idiot." She flings herself at him, locking him in an embrace and kisses him. And suddenly, all of James' worries melt away.

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Marauders zine: call for writers & artists

We are proud to announce the themes for the next digital zine: Fall and all that is included in that. So, whether it’s playing in the fallen leaves, Sirius’ birthday, spooky season with Halloween and Day of the Dead or many even—gasp—canon that calls to you, we’ve got a bit of everything! We hope to inspire you to consider making small drawing, microfic, or any other ideas you might have for it :D

The deadline for submission is the 20th of October and the planned posting date the 3rd of November. To participate please join the server and select the autumn zine role to get access to the appropriate channel

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Summer Smiles and Splashes

“Come on, Reg,” James insisted, tugging on Regulus’ hand as they walked deeper into the Forbidden Forest. The shadows cast by the canopy above were a welcome respite from the humid summer heat. Behind James, Regulus followed along, but not without complaining. “We shouldn’t be here, James. Whatever you want to show me, does it really have to be in here?” “It’s fine, love,” James chuckled, “We’re nowhere near the dangerous parts.”

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The skittles at the beach! Finally got to post this after drawing it for a zine!

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A Marauders Summer Zine by the Starman Server

Happy summer! Here at the Starman editorial team we hope you've all had an amazing time whether filled with beach trips and ice cream or reading copious amounts fanfiction under the shade.

To finish the summer off with a bang we have made you all a summer themed zine. We hope you all enjoy it :D

Typesetting by @regvas Fic by @wordsofwilderness Art by @futurequibblerjournalist

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Be Patient with My Frozen Heart

Thank you to all the people at @marauderswithpalestineproject for organising such an amazing event <3

It shouldn’t be so different now. He wanted those carefree moments back instead of this odd tenseness that haunted him. Only a few weeks ago, he would have hung on James’ every word like a lovesick fool. He’d been giddy at the mere thought of him getting to move in with James. Where had it all gone wrong? Now, when James asked what Regulus thought would be a good colour for the little figurines, all Regulus could focus on was how much James’ voice grated in his ears. He pushed it down with a smile and answered James’ question, hoping his annoyance couldn’t be heard in his voice. He was just tired from moving. Sure, it had been weeks, but it took time to get settled in. This off-kilter phase would pass, and they would go right back to how they usually were. It had to. Maybe Regulus should have known by now that denial never served him well. By some point, the illusion would break and shatter, its jagged shards hurting more than facing the truth ever would. It was early one Monday morning, it finally happened—the final straw on the camel’s back. Maybe Regulus could’ve blamed it on not sleeping well, how he lashed out at something that was seemingly only a minor inconvenience. Maybe it was bound to happen either way.

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i'm still counting down all of the days (pandalily microfic)

Inspired by Subway by Chappell Roan

Pandora didn't appreciate the winter, but seasons were unfortunately non-negotiable. It was much less comfortable to have the cold biting at the tip of her nose than to have the sun gently heating it, but with her scarf wrapped around her neck and a thick jumper paired with her maxi skirt, she was simply having to accept that the loss of feeling in her finger tips wasn’t going anywhere. Gloves were now mandatory.

As she nearly tumbled down the steps at the underground station, Pandora caught the tote back slipping off her shoulder, hoisting it back up as she came to a stop between an old man carrying his dog in his arms and a pregnant woman clutching onto a toddler’s hand. The train had just pulled up as she righted the braid that had come untucked from behind her ear, perfect timing.

In her pocket, Pandora felt her phone buzz and she looked down as she retrieved it, noticing the text from her brother to let her know that he was waiting at her door when she got home. She was so focused on tapping out a reply that she was just getting on the train that she didn’t notice how busy it was until she walked into the shoulder of the man holding his dog. Muttering an apology, she slipped in her earphones and turned up the volume on the button in the tangled wire.

It was too hot now, the scarf which had been necessary when she was walking about outside was now too much when she was crammed between bodies. With three weeks until Christmas, it wasn’t too surprising. Unwinding the knitted length from around her neck, a gift from Regulus, she stuffed it into her tote bag with a huff.

When they reached the next stop, more people thankfully got off than got on, giving Pandora a bit more room to breathe. She was able to turn a bit and grab hold of one of the metal poles for stability as they began moving again. The woman with the toddler was sat on seat to her left, the toddler crouched down and running a finger over Pandora’s sage green skirt, feeling the embroidered flowers along the hem. When the mother reached out to stop him, smiling politely at Pandora as she uttered an apology, she made sure to let her know it was fine. Stooping down, she asked the child if they liked the flowers, and told them what each one was.

As she stood up, however, something hit Pandora, a smell that had been missing from her life four months ago. The smell of orange blossom and jasmine that used to remind her of being wrapped up in pristine white sheets that did not belong to her, but now poisoned Pandora as she looked around.

Pushing past her, a woman with hair the colour of autumn leaves moved between people to get further down the carriage, telling someone on the phone that she couldn’t quite see them yet, that perhaps she was moving in the wrong direction down the train. Deep inside Pandora, something ached that had been like that for too long. It might not be her. In the whole city, what were the chances that this was Lily?

But then there was that laugh, and Pandora would have bolted if she could.

Lily flung her arms around the neck of a young man with glasses and untamed dark hair, kissing him squarely on the lips before smiling wider than Lily had ever smiled at her. This had happened before, except usually the woman would turn around and it was just another person with ginger hair. This time, when she turned around in the circle of the man’s arms, Pandora’s eyes met hers and the smile dropped.

Lily Evans was the type of girl you pined over, the girl you craved in those moments you were alone after she left the room, the girl who seemed to float around unaware of how beautiful she was. Pandora had spent years watching her across the room, the way her skin was painted with freckles and the corners of her eyes crinkled as she smiled. Whatever they’d had was never going to be permanent, it was the type of torrid affair made to be brief, Sunday mornings which stretched into lazy weekends. Lounging in the park on a checkered blanket became grocery shopping together, until suddenly the bed was too big and there were too many sandwiches in the picnic basket and Pandora remembered that she preferred her orange juice without bits and the sacrifices she had made for Lily were no longer necessary.

Pandora was supposed to have moved on. She’s told Evan she was fine now, that she was over Lily and open to dating again. Clearly, she had lied. As the doors opened, Pandora realised they were nearly at her stop, and she watched Lily take the man’s hand as they walked off the train onto the platform. The doors closed and they began moving again, but Pandora stood still, watching as the blur of blazing auburn passed the windows.

Pandora was counting down the days until Lily was just another person who had broken her heart, just another passenger on the underground, just another girl. After resetting that countdown too many times, she came to realise that this long-awaited day was not today.

Until then, she would continue letting life pass her by, she would dream about moving away from the memories that haunted her until one day she would stop looking for her when she smelt that perfume and could instead smile and remember Lily as the girl who got away.

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I entered a fugue state and posted chapter 2 of Hell Will Wait two days after I posted chapter one. Anywayyyy

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Yeah that's right i did it, the nostalgia took over and I've written a Wolfstar fic SIGH!!!!!! I hate That Woman's guts but wolfstar will always have a special place in my heart, so instead of giving her money read my fic hehehehehehe

Summary:

Remus Lupin loses everything in the span of two days in 1981, and for years is hardly able to convince himself that life is worth living anymore. Then, just when things begin to feel easier, Sirius Black lands on his doorstep, traumatized, angry, and vindictive. A story in which Sirius Black leaves Azkaban early, and he and Remus must reckon with the aftermath of the war and their feelings for each other.

1/4 Chapters

9,498 words

Mature, but may be upgraded to Explicit with later chapters.

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New Fics (new to AO3 at least)

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Cake and Brothers

Sirius found Regulus in the Potter’s kitchen early that morning. Regulus had insisted on joining him for his little tradition of waking up James on James’ birthday. Still, Sirius couldn’t help but be surprised. Regulus had never been a morning person, yet here he was with a piping bag in hand, making a horrible mess. He still wasn’t sure where they stood with each other. Regulus had only been at the Potter’s for a few weeks since running away. At first, Sirius had been ecstatic at getting his brother back, but then it very quickly became clear that the only thing they were capable of doing together was fighting. Regulus still blamed him for leaving. Sirius was still hurt he didn’t come along. Maybe they’d lost the ability to simply be brothers somewhere along the way.

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Finally able to post these two ahhhh,, I drew this for a birthday zine in a lovely server I’m in and now that it’s been posted you guys get to see these two lovelies < 3 (bearded James version under the cut lol)

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old married wolfstar

Look at me posting a shit ton of stuff in May jvfnjbngjb. This was originally written in March for Remus's birthday for a zine but it's finally published now so onto ao3 it goes!