#i’m def peter or remus

[lunarlivs]

pov: you’re harry being born to a bunch of 21 year olds

their thoughts and doodles below the cut <3

[padfootastic]

Let's say J & S hooked up the summer before 7th year and officially together for that last year. Do you think that would throw off the Mauraders dynamic? Like the four of them are hanging out in the common room as usual but then when Peter wants to ask James a question he notices that he's whispering in Sirius's ear (in a flirty manner) and he feels that he's intruding. I'm curious on your thoughts, I know prongsfoot are super close already but would their core group notice a shift?

ooooh this is super interesting.

so, from experience, i know that having two friends in a group hook up/date can seriously mess w the existing dynamics, often not in a Fun way. so yeah, definitely there’ll be some difference.

but also, the way i hc james and sirius, i can’t help but think that the difference won’t be that extreme. i mean, the way i see it, they were always super close (two bodies, one brain/soul), always physically affectionate, and always bouncing off each other effortlessly, right? people in established relationships can’t come close to that kind of closeness. so hooking up or dating would only really change the physicality of their interactions, i think. add in sex or kisses—the former won’t (probably, unless ur thinking exhibitionism like i am) crop up in public, and the latter might be subjected to jeers/teasing/groans/hexes etc. normal friend stuff.

you know that whole metaphor about a frog in hot water? i think that describes the other marauders v well. they’ve become so accustomed to j&s being their nauseatingly codependent self that a romantic/sexual relationship won’t be that different.

if james is whispering flirty nothings in sirius’ ear now, he was probably doing something similar before too, just not complimenting sirius’ ass or his eyes or his blush ykno?

[what-the-fuque]

When you just get him back and he bleeds out in your arms 😀🤧

[here-for-a-good-time-hopefully]

Haven’t posted in 80 years but I’m currently in my dance moms era and now all I can imagine is the marauders as like quidditch dads

James would def take it so seriously like getting up at 5 am to stretch and warm up and would help coach at a moments notice

Remus would be the complete opposite and would always rock up to the game’s completely hungover and miserable (he would cheer louder than anyone tho)

Sirius would coordinate outfits with James and their children he would also sneak alcohol in for all the parents because why are games being played at 8am on a Saturday

Peter would be the one who brings all the half-time goodies like lolly snakes and orange slices, plus cakes and other stuff for the celebration after

[thebestofoneshots]

✩ Star also congrats!

personally: pretty open-minded but also stubborn and ngl hold grudges easily. lowkey a ppl pleaser but we don’t talk abt that. my friends say i’m a good friend but can also be distant when needed :) also infp personally type and libra moon and sun and sagittarius rising. i’m also like a extroverted introvert where i love being around friends and ppl who make me happy but also need alone time

appearance: 5’7 almost 5’8 with blondish brownish hair and hazel eyes- mid size? maybe smaller but i’m around 145-150 lbs and have body dysmorphia so lol

things abt me: love music (am a swiftie and love lana and phoebe bridgers), i love cats and harry potter(specifically marauders if u look at my account), i read a lot and hope to be a writer plus i love books. also love baking

my style is like downtown girl w slight indie/hippie vibes.

i def do have a preference (if u look at my account) but yeah i hope that was enough info and tysm <33

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☆ Star: send a short description of yourself and I’ll tell you who I ship you with! Congrats Kat, you got 1/3 of the special drabbles.

Ink and Secrets

Prompt: A little of enemies to lovers, where you and Remus, two individuals with a history of conflicts, gradually build a mysterious bond through secret notes on books. Word count: 2.6 k Warnings: None, (a bit of enemies to lovers).

Hey love, I ship you with Moony!

The first thing Remus noticed when he met you was your hair; he thought it looked incredibly soft, and when you sat in front of him in Charms, he couldn't help but pull on it.

"Hey!" You complained, and he just gave you the most charming smile you'd ever seen in your life. So you frowned and turned back to pay attention to class.

Later, during your first week, you got paired with Peter in Potions, and you became close. He introduced you to James, Sirius, and, in the end, Remus. Peter wasn't very good at Potions, nor was James, and Sirius was great if he decided he wanted to pay attention to it, but most of the time he didn't. Therefore, the person Peter was always calling over to your table was Remus. It was always Remus. You were not particularly great at Potions either, but you studied extra hard so Peter would stop calling his damned friend. You did not like Remus butting into your business as much as he did. And you stared daggers at him whenever he came up to your table because of Peter's request. Peter was so oblivious to your quarrel with Remus that he even assumed you had a crush on his friend, so he called him over even more often.

"Stop calling him, will you?" You told him one day in the second year while you worked on a particularly complicated potion.

"But I thought you liked him?"

"Like him? Like hell I'd like Remus Lupin! He's an entitled little pushover, I don't wanna see him."

Peter was so impressed with your words that he was speechless; he genuinely thought you had a thing for each other. So eventually, he stopped calling him, and whenever either of you needed any help, you'd call Lily instead. Sooner or later, the famous Gryffindor group was created, and everyone was friends with each other, everyone except for you and Remus. You still kept your distance.

So much distance between the two, that in fourth year when you discovered there was a person who had borrowed the same books as you had at the library, you started to fall for them, completely oblivious to the fact that "Moony" was actually Remus. You started leaving little notes on the books you found, and he would answer them, always diverted to see your opinion. He decided not to tell you he was Moony because he was scared your little secret text exchanges would disappear. He'd even asked the boys to call him by his nickname when you were around.

When you finally discovered Moony was Remus, it was because of James.

"Hey Moons, you're coming to Kat's party, right?" You pulled your head from the book, wondering who James was talking to; Remus ignored James, trying to maintain his identity a secret, "Moons?" he insisted.

Remus finally threw a warning look at James. "Moons?" You asked, not having noticed, since your head was turned back to the boy in question.

"Yeah, short for Moony."

"You know Moony!?"

"Of course I know Moony, it's Remus!" He answered as a matter of fact. Remus banged his head over the table. You turned to him, feeling like you'd been played with, and stormed out of the common room with a frown.

"What's with her?" James asked, confused.

"You're an idiot mate," Remus responded, sighing and looking to the side.

You ran to the library and picked some of the books you and Moony Remus had exchanged notes in, and you cursed yourself for being so dumb. It was obvious it was him, his slightly sloppy handwriting, the way he drew his "a." Moony was Remus, and Remus was Moony, and you wanted to die for falling for his trick. You were too focused on your despair that you didn't realize when Remus entered the library. You only realized it was him when he pulled back a chair and sat down in front of you and all the books. "Hey!"

"You've come to gloat? You got me, I fell for your prank, congratulations!"

He sighed. "I wasn't trying to prank you."

"Yeah, and elephants fly."

"I'm serious, I... didn't tell you it was me because I thought you'd stop exchanging notes. You're not exactly my fan #1."

"Of course, I'm not Remus, but it's not like me either!"

"I do." He corrected.

"You don't! The first thing you did when you met me was pull on my hair!"

He looked at you in shock. "In... the first year?"

"Of course! You don't remember?" You asked, annoyance growing on you.

"I did it because I thought it was... pretty."

You stared directly into his eyes, trying to find an ounce of a joke; he seemed sincere, but then again, he also seemed sincere when he pretended he was someone else. "Don't ever toy with me again, Lupin!" You told him as you stood up and left the library. But once you were back in your room, you couldn't stop thinking about him. About his pretty hair and his broad back and how beautiful he actually was. You cursed yourself for thinking such a thing. He's the enemy, you tried to remind yourself. But what if Remus is more like your Moony than he is the Remus you had made up in your head?

You had to get your head off of him, so you decided to go to the kitchens and asked the elves to lend you some space to bake something. They did, a small elf named Jayis had even offered to help you, and between the two of you, you ended up baking a cake, cookies, and even a pie. When you were done, you were even more pissed because you had only managed to make yourself think even more of Remus Lupin. You packed the things you had baked in a box and walked out of the kitchens, quickly realizing it had gone dark. You'd lost track of time.

You tried to maintain yourself in the shadows and hid behind a statue when you heard some steps from behind, but Remus found you.

"Hey luv!" He said with a soft smile.

"Remus." you acknowledged.

"Can we talk?"

"No," you said before turning around and attempting to continue walking. He grabbed onto your arm. And you accidentally dropped the packet of food you carried. You quickly leaned down to pick up the stuff you'd dropped, he did the same, your hands brushing against the other as the two reached for a cookie. You turned to him, with a frown. "What are you playing at, Remus?"

"I'm not playing." He affirmed, tightening his hand around yours, "I like you." You stared at him, trying to decide if it was some sort of trap. "I'm still the same Moony you've been talking to through books. You just hadn't seen that side of me because you never gave me the chance. I had no clue you were still hung up about me pulling your hair."

"Well, that was a rude thing to do!"

He ignored your comment and continued "When I figured we were reading the same books, I just couldn't bring myself to talk to you directly; it was easier to talk to you through the books. And you were more than happy to respond to Moony, I…"

"Didn't want it to disappear," you finished, your own feelings perfectly resonating with his feelings. He nodded, and you chuckled lightly. You couldn't believe you'd fallen for Remus Lupin of all people. "At least Moony's handsome; I was scared you'd be someone like Severus."

Remus laughed, but once he caught up with the meaning of your words, he turned to you, asking, "Did you just call me handsome?"

"Please tell me you're not going to be insufferable about it."

He smiled cheekily. "If you kiss me, I'll forget about it." You gasped at his forwardness, and he leaned closer to you. "So?"

You laughed and shook your head, picking up some of the things you'd dropped and placing a quick kiss on his cheek before standing up and running towards the common room. His smile widened as he saw you run, and he stood up, running behind you, a bright smile plastered on his face.

A/N: I hope you liked this little Drabble (came out a lot longer than I had planned, clearly I don't have any sense of self restraint).

Much love, Lilly xx

MASTERLIST

[lovableapocalypse]

Lilac Wine | bassist!remus x fem!reader

wc- 2.3k

warnings- swearing, remus being stupid, angst, arguing, smoking

a/n- ik in my last post i said they rarely fought but this will be one of those rare fights... idk why i was craving to write some angst & drama so bad lol. anyway def expect some fluff soon tho!

Everything hurt. Your insides felt leaden and intolerable to your own bodily functions. Maybe you were being dramatic, but it was true. You had rushed from work to surprise the band after their show tonight. They were playing about an hour’s train ride from home so you made the impulsive decision to at least be there for the afterparty. Now you were fully regretting it. 

Sadly with Friday traffic you were later to the party than you’d originally wanted to be. A smile was still plastered to your face upon your entrance, just happy to see Remus again. The venue security was pleasant and you bumped into the boy’s photographer Alice on your way in. 

“Alice!” 

“Oh my God! No one told me you were coming!”, she shouted. She pulled you into a hug and she smelled of white wine and a pretty floral scent. Her cheeks were flushed and she was bright as always. 

“I decided to surprise Remus after work”, you smiled. The place was alive with bodies and sound. Nicotine and weed wafted throughout the place and a heavy pop remix was blasting through the speakers. 

Alice returned your smile and pointed towards the DJ booth. “The boys are over there I think”, she was practically shouting at you and you laughed at her tipsy self. “Thanks!” you returned. 

You moved past her and waved at a few familiar faces you saw. You spotted James first, banging his head behind the booth shouting suggestions at the poor DJ. You laughed at his incoherence and noticed Sirius not far off. He was stood on the other side of the booth, glass raised, nodding his own head along. You still hadn’t spotted Remus, or Peter for that matter. Your gaze spun as you searched the crowd for your boyfriend’s tall figure. 

Your search was cut short by a familiar yell, “No shit!” James shouted. You spun back around laughing, and he made his way over to you. His obnoxious shout had caught Sirius’ attention as well. He smiled and followed his best mate. James leaned down and picked you up into an embrace. A yelp of surprise left you and you held onto him as he spun you around. 

“Thank God you’re here- I’m going mad”, he whispered to you. A small laugh escaped you as he placed your feet back onto solid ground. Sirius moved James out of the way and pulled you into a hug. Your smile grew and you were thankful to see them again. 

“Don’t know how we went this long without you”, Sirius said into your hair. You pulled away, “Please, you two are so dramatic.” 

“It’s true”, James sighed and wrapped his arm around Sirius’ shoulders. They smiled at you and Sirius raised his glass outwards, pointing, “Remus said he was getting a refill at the bar.”

“Thank you”, you smiled sheepishly. Despite knowing the boys for longer than you hadn’t, your relationship with Remus still made you foolish and raised a flush to your cheeks. 

You turned and pushed through the crowd of people to the bar. Remus occupied your gaze. You smiled and stepped forward when a woman approached him and placed a drink in front of him. He smiled his thanks at her and she sat next to him, too comfortably. As if she was resuming a paused conversation. She spoke to him with a large smile upon her face and he was nodding along at her words, sipping from his newly replaced drink. Your first instinct was to think nothing of it, she could be a journalist or an aspiring bass player herself. You were secure in your relationship but that didn’t stop the possessiveness either of you felt from existing. 

She was beautiful. Her blonde shoulder length hair was shiny and neatly styled. Her dress was tight but not revealing and her overall composure oozed confidence. You’re debating approaching when she laughs a bit too loudly and leans into your boyfriend’s space, placing a gentle manicured hand on his bicep. Your eyebrows pinch as you observe the scene unfolding in front of you. 

Remus could be oblivious to people’s attention at times. You’d often come home laughing at the shock on his face when you explained someone was indeed flirting with him earlier. You desperately wanted this to be one of those times, but Remus’ blush was evident and his smile was sheepish- a clear indicator he was being consciously complimented. He continued to nod his head at her words, a small laugh escaping him. 

You felt your jealousy and insecurity flood through you, a lump forming at the back of your throat. You knew nothing would ever come of this conversation, but you were hurt he was even indulging in her at all. Her hand was still rested on his arm, her fingers fiddling with his tee as you so often did. You felt frozen in time. Everyone moving around you, yet you were stuck here watching them. 

As you watched them converse your anger only built. She twisted her body towards him, legs bumping his. He looked away from her, finishing off his drink. You were still unnoticed and your hands were clenched by your sides. You looked away, eyes burning as your feet moved towards the bathrooms. Breathing felt difficult and your vision was becoming more and more obscured from your unshed tears. 

You bumped into a large figure accidentally and they gripped your shoulders. “Woah, what’s happened- why are you upset?” Sirius questioned rapidly. He was always deflecting with sarcasm but when true vulnerability arised he was always there for you. He stared down at you and you felt the first tears slip down your cheeks. “It’s- it’s nothing. I’m just going to leave” you whispered.

“It’s obviously not nothing” 

You shook your head and shut your eyes trying your hardest to hold yourself together. He moved his grip to your arm and looked around the place- searching for an exit. He pulled you along to a side door and out into the chill night. 

“C’mon what’s got you crying, you’ve only just got here”, he soothed. 

You shook your head and released a very unfunny laugh. “It’s stupid, really”, you tried to downplay. Sirius sighed. He knew you were avoiding sharing your feelings. “We’re going to stand here until you say what’s got you crying when you should be having a pleasant night.”

“Remus is sat at the bar with a very beautiful woman. And she’s very clearly flirting with him.” 

Sirius sighed and pulled you into an embrace. “I’m sure he’s oblivious to it as always.” You shook your head against his chest and felt more tears slip down your face, “I thought so too, but he was all flustered and giggly. I mean I could even say he was flirting back.” Sirius rubbed up and down your back and you felt him shake his head. 

“You know he would never do anything, love. He loves you too much. We all do.”

You nodded in agreement, “I know, I just don’t understand why he would even let her flirt in the first place, let alone get in his space as well.”

Sirius pulled away and searched in his pockets pulling out a cigarette. He handed it to you and dug around again for a lighter. “He’s an idiot that’s why” he said as he fished out his light. He lit the smoke for you and you took a large drag. You blew out the smoke looking upwards as you felt your cheeks dry in the crisp air. 

“That was my last smoke, let me go fetch one off James. Don’t move”, he pointed at you. You nodded and heard him move back inside. You smoked and were kicking at the gravel when you heard the door open again. You glanced over your shoulder but didn’t see who you were expecting. You quickly moved your head back around as Remus stepped fully into the back lot of the bar. You tried your best to ignore his presence as you heard him move closer. 

He came into your peripheral as he stood shoulder to shoulder with you. You refused to look at him and you felt that painful lump in your throat return. You looked at the ground again and felt him move his hands into his pockets. 

“Sirius said you were upset”, you felt his eyes on you. You said nothing as you continued to smoke. “When did you get here?” He questioned. “I missed you”, he added. 

“Not much apparently”, you shot back. 

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” His voice rose slightly. 

You put the barley existent cigarette out on the pavement and braved a look at him. “Why don’t you ask the lovely blonde at the bar?”

He sighed and moved his hand to scratch at the back of his neck. “You don’t mean that”, he sighed. 

You scoffed, “Yes I do Remus.”

He sighed your name and reached for your arm. You quickly moved out of his grasp and felt the tears build again as you spoke, “Why the hell were you flirting with her? Have you really reached that point of boredom or something?”

“What? No. I- I wasn’t flirting with her. She was at the show and came over to speak to me. That’s it.”

You gave him a bored look, “You weren’t flirting with her? So what exactly was I watching you do back there?” 

“I- we were just talking”, he stuttered. “Why are you reading into this?” He was getting frustrated. 

You two were facing each other now and you could feel the tension growing. “Reading into this? The first thing I see when I come to see you is a woman draped over you playing with your sleeve, getting you drinks, and batting her fucking lashes at you. How am I supposed to read that situation?” 

He scoffs again and looks away from you. “I don’t know what to say here.”

“So you were flirting with her?” You feel the tears leak down without warning. “Why?”

He has the humility to look ashamed as he answers, “I don’t know.” It was practically a whisper. Tears are streaming down your cheeks now and you’re jumping to many conclusions. “Do you always flirt with women when I’m not here?” 

“No, god no.” He shakes his head adamantly. “I don’t. Ask the boys. I don’t know why I did that tonight.”

You let out a small cry and he moves towards you. He hesitates as he reaches for you and grabs your forearm softly. “I don’t”, he reiterates looking into your eyes. 

You’re beyond upset and you can tell he is feeling guilty. His eyes glaze over and his waterline fills as he inhales sharply looking skyward. You feel another surge of anger as you harshly question him again, “So, what? You just wanted to see if you could still pull? Maybe we’ve been together too long. I get it. Something new is enticing, hell, we’ve been together what? Almost 5 years now- maybe we’re too comfortable. If you’re over this just say it.”

You were angry and feeling insecure. Your first instinct was to push him away and give him an out if he was truly feeling doubts in your relationship. You had known each other for nearly 12 years and you knew deep down he would never end your relationship with infidelity, or end it at all. 

“You don’t mean that and you know that’s not true”, a few tears spilled over his cheeks as you looked away from him. A sob escaped your chest as he gripped your arm tighter, pulling you into him. He pressed into you as you cried. “I’m sorry”, he kept whispering into your hair. 

You don’t know how long you stood there upset, but eventually you pulled away. Your eyes were puffy and you moved out of Remus’ grasp and sat on the curb nearby. He followed and sat beside you grabbing your hand in his. 

“I can’t tell you why I let myself flirt with her, but it was meaningless and I’m so sorry. It was stupid and useless.”

He squeezed your hand and you looked over at him, “I’m still mad at you.”

“I know”, he nodded. 

You put your head on his shoulder and exhaled. 

“I would never get bored of you. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.”

You closed your eyes. You knew he was being truthful and you knew he made an irrational mistake but you were still hurt. You squeezed his hand and placed your chin on his shoulder. He kissed your temple. 

“Can we please just leave?” You whispered. 

“Yeah, c’mon”, he stood and pulled you up with him. He pulled out his phone and shot a text to the boys and ordered an uber. 

The ride was silent. You gripped each other’s hand, but you stared out the window the whole drive. You quietly made your way to the boy’s hotel and up to Remus’ room. You walked in ahead of him and sat on the end of his bed. Your hands were in your lap as he pulled off his shoes and rubbed his hands through his already messy hair. He sighed and sat beside you. He looked at you and you returned his gaze. 

“Don’t ever do that again. I swear meaningless flirting is not worth this Remus.”

“I know. I’m sorry, I really am.”

“It’s okay, but I want to be able to come see you and not have to question your intentions with people. I haven’t ever felt like I have tonight with us and it was miserable.”

“It was”, he echos. He looks tearfully at you and places a kiss on your forehead. “You mean the world to me, and I mean that wholeheartedly.”

You nod and cup his face in your hands. You search his eyes and rest your forehead against his. He moves closer and places a soft kiss on your lips. “I love you”, he whispers onto your lips, “forever.” 

[noa5339]

ok @olivers-cocoapuffs evan is from perth post has inspired me so where would all the marauders be from in an australian au?

james: a respetable sydney i think

peter: i’m thinking more a brisbane boy- still a nice place like not as nice as sydney or melbs

remus: i get melbourne vibes- idk i feel like he’d be a tafe boy until sirius pays for him to go to uni and he gives me melbourne uni vibes (but not in the usual distasteful way- he’s smart asf so he goes to the best uni)

sirius: i’m including reggie here and i must say i’m a little torn. my gut says tasmania because of the whole black family but orion and walburga give low key clive palmer and pauline hanson energy. idk i think imma stick with tassie but they defs move to melbourne and go to melbourne uni (derogatory)

marlene: NT. I CANT EXPLAIN IT BUT SHE ABSOLUTELY LIVED IN THE DESERT AND ABSOLUTELY THRIVES ON SUBVERTING EVERYONES EXPECTATIONS OF THE KID FROM THE NORTHERN TERRITORY

lily: low key i think sydney too because like,,, idk i just like the idea

mary: adelaide maybe? idk i honestly don’t know much about mary but i think adelaide’s a good medium?

barty: perth but specifically the most dodgy fucking suburbs. i’m talking gosnells, thornlie typa places.

evan: as a rosier twins truther i’m including pandora- high key kinda think melbs? idk pandora would thrive in the arts seen and as a trans rosier twins truther melbs just fits my image idk.

dorcas: i wanna put some more WA rep in here so imma say mandurah i think. she’s classy yk.

[patrophthia]

Please do the winning in a fight Gryffindor boys edition😂

you ask i deliver!!

rating how likely i’d win in a fight with gryffindor boys

short and silly little rambling that takes me 10 minutes to come up with,, please don’t take this seriously TT

there’s a lot to go through so we’ll start with the marauders era

sirius black 8/10

if we’re talking teenage sirius here i could def fight him, he’s a guy with a pretty face and a cocky personality and i will fight him. just to say i fought him.

remus lupin 0/10

this man has to suffer a full moon i AM NOT fighting the poor guy, not unless my fist is my mouth and i fight him with kisses

james potter 10/10

🤺 FOR LILYYY!!! i think he’d do a pretty good job holding his own, and there’s really a 70/30 chance of either of me winning (im the 30) but he’d put up a good fight and would be pretty entertaining to watch. i’d probably end up running because he decided to chase after in his animagus form.

peter pettigrew 100/10

next

golden era boys

harry potter 1/10

listen, i’d never fight the guy because he’s just a lame loser who’s also cute as hell. and two, i’d probably end up losing because i just think he’d end up winning with his chosen one powers so i am backing up before we even start.

ron weasley 7/10

the idea of fighting ron is so funny to me, because ron and i are so similar and different at the same time. book ron is brave and quick as hell so i’d honestly be terrified (in theory) but he’s quick on chess only so as long as it’s hand on hand combat i’m standing a chance (i don’t know how to fight)

neville longbottom -10/10

i wouldn’t even THINK about fighting the guy, he’s such a cutie

weasley twins 47/10

listen to me LISTEN TO ME i would not win, i would not stand a chance at winning, they’d pull a prank before i could even pull up but god i want to fight them so bad, they’re so annoying (in the best way) and i have such a big crush on them so like fight me, even if i lose i still kinda win 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

[t1oui]

in my mind lily evans is the most shippable hp character so i’m rating all the lily evans ships i could think of

jily - 9/10, i don’t write or read it much but i love it

marylily - 8/10 love this one too

pandalily - 9/10 one of my favorite lily ships

marpanlily / marypandalily - 10/10 polyamory for the win

snily - 5/10. i love them both but not together

sirius x lily - 4/10 i don’t see it

remus x lily - 8/10 they’re best friends, they’ve probably kissed at one point even if they haven’t dated

peter x lily - 4/10 don’t see this one either

dorlily - 8/10 they’re both girlbosses so it could def work

marlily - 6/10 i love marlene but is mean to say lily’s too good for her?? idk i think they’re better off as friends

bartylily - 8.5/10 i love bartylily ;-; it started out as a joke but bro, i don’t think it’s a joke anymore

evan(s) / evan x lily - 10/10 they’re both the mature mom friend and they would def take over the school or the world or something. a literal force of nature yk

lilyrosekiller - 9/10, literally writing this into my fic rn lol

regulily - 6/10 no strong feelings about this one

jegulily - 10/10 i loved seeing this in peter pettigre and the ghost of christmas james by gonzoclock, jily collectively simping over regulus is perfection

i think that’s all but for clarity i will rewrite the ships below, ranked from highest to lowest on the above list

james/regulus/lily

mary/pandora/lily

evan/lily

james/lily

pandora/lily

evan/barty/lily

barty/lily

dorcas/lily

remus/lily

mary/lily

regulus/lily

marlene/lily

severus/lily

sirius/lily

peter/lily

yeah. ship who you ship these are just my opinions

also if you have a ship i missed, feel free to mention it and i’ll add it on here :)

[quidfree]

hello, i was the one sending the brothers ask, i thought i should send another one to say sorry because i should have worded it more carefully and been more specific to avoid confusion. What i meant to ask was: the most interesting thing you found in brother relationships in general? and because i found the amount of literary works on this subject is quite few compared to other types of familial relationships, i wanted to know that in your opinion, should there be more works focusing on brother relationships? i just want to clarify what i meant when i sent those questions, you don't have to answer this time. Sorry for making you confused

no need to apologise, i was being a bit flippant in my first response. but i appreciate your explanation.

i think my original point kind of still remains, in that while i can guess what sort of thing you’re thinking of, irl there is such an incredibly vast range of depictions of brotherhood in media that it would be impossible to distill it into something digestible. there’s no simple formula to it.

i also don’t think there’s a lack of brother relationships in literary works- i feel like it’s a pretty dominant category in (western) classics. think romulus and remus, castor and pollux, jacob and esau, abel and cain, and then less in the realm of myth you have your brothers karamazov, death of a salesman, les faux monnayeurs, or those sort of typical the outsiders type boyish gangs of brothers. for me your typical western type would be peter and edmund in narnia. but think of all the edgy brothers of tumblr: the lynch boys, the minyard twins, even the succession trio… and lest we forget the big guns that ive never watched but still know brother drama from: your supernatural boys / sasuke and itachi / alphonse and edward…

not that i’m complaining, mind, i love a sibling relationship in media- that’s why haunting of hill house is one of my longstanding favourite tv shows. though sisters need the brotherly screentime too, beyond your greek tragedies and pride and prejudice or little women. give me sasuke itachi dramatics but girls. shouto touya sisters. and so forth.

what sets brothers aside.. as much as i do think gender is a construct, society definitely places a great deal of value on maintaining that construct, so i think there is some merit in saying brothers have a distinct relationship to that of sisters, more of fostered competition and upholding a certain masculinity, especially in literature. the whole father and son thing refracted, if you will. but that’s a post for another day. point is there def is something to that vibe- edmund is peter’s second, kendall hugs roman until his stitches rip, etc.

i know you said you were an only child, and with that in mind i will say here’s my two cents for you as someone who has a brother: although no two families are the same, i think the fundamental similarity with most sibling relationships is the inherent oddness of knowing that they are the person most like you in the whole world (who else shares so much of your upbringing and your formative experiences) whilst still somehow being so radically definitively not-you. nurture and nature. there’s that dramatic weight and that profound pettiness to having siblings- when people say they’d take a bullet for their sibling but they’d choke them out before they let them play as P1 they’re being totally serious. for my part i feel very privileged to have a brother, despite how deeply annoying the experience has been at various points of my life.

[padfootastic]

Hey there ! I missed seeing your posts so I am glad you’re back : ) so last week I reread where you go, i'm going (because there's no me without you) and like I just love it so so much because the main character energy they exude is truly awesome, I mean it’s just so perfect. Also when Sirius took his shirt off so the attention was shifted from James 🥹 was adorable because they’re just always there for each other. I love this fic so much that I reread it so frequently (not just this one tbh I love all your other works too so thank you so much for writing them ) I just wanted to ask you do you have anymore tattoo related head canons ? Also sorry it turned so long

omg hi anon 🥺🥺 thank u so, so much!!! that fic is so dear to me bc i wrote it in one stretch in the notes app of my phone and just. it’s everything i love about j & s and fanfiction, i think. and dude, main character energy is so right??? like just casually reforming extremely advanced magic for no reason other than to fuck around???

(also please never apologise for the length of anything, i am the queen of rambling for no reason here so if anything, it should be saying sorry for making y’all go thru all mt word vomit lol)

as for tattoo related headcanons, hmmm, so. there’s this fic about harry & sirius & tattoos postwar, where each chapter just has more tattoo content lol it has pretty much most of my hcs in some form or the other. what else, hm.

- james’ first tattoo is for sirius, always. he wasn’t really interested in it but he wanted it to get thru sirius’ thick skull that he’s family, always will be, and if he had to mutilate his own skin to prove it, so he will. of course, after that he realised he actually quite liked it so he just. never stopped.

- i mention this in the fic but james is very proper, buttoned up, perfect pureblood heir types & doesn’t have any visible tattoos. (have u seen that ig trend where these super ripped, tattooed dudes do that thing where they’re all well dressed in the beginning and when the beat drops, they’re set against a light backdrop, shirtless, showing off an impressive collection of badass tattoos? that is james potter coded)

- sirius is def the kind of person who’s get inked without a second thought. he loves the pain, the little rush of adrenaline, the feeling of being alive that comes with it. he also gets a tattoo from every single country he travels to, without fail, as a way to preserve memories.

- these dorks def have a marauder tattoo that they get inked on a dare or sumn. surprisingly (or not), remus was the one most hesitant and who had to be pushed into it. peter, of course, was the most eager

- magical tattoos!!! just. so many of them. that’s the tweet. (again, this is in the other fic, but i’m kinda obsessed with runic tattoos that can double as conduits for magic? and j & s doing it on each other, at risk of actual, literal combustion and not caring about it bc they have the invincibility of teenage boyhood)

[bruisedboys]

INTERSTELLAR — your top five favorite blurbs / imagines / thoughts you’ve ever written 🫶

in no particular order!!!

this eddie blurb

this remus blurb

this peter blurb

this sirius blurb and this one too

none of my james or steve blurbs made it to the list unfortunately </3 also I def had a hard time choosing because I’m so insecure about my writing sometimes lolzies. but anyway

[here-for-a-good-time-hopefully]

Marauders as characters from friends

James - Joey

James is boyishly charming and a bit of an airhead, loves quidditch (similar to how Joey loves acting), he’s a sweetheart and can kinda be a dick

Remus - Chandler

Snarky, bitchy, def has a cigarette problem, ‘I’m hopeless, and awkward, and desperate for love’, hates life but his friends are here so it could be worse

Sirius - Rachel

Hes from a rich household trying to live amongst the common ppl, a bit out of touch but it’s ok because he’s cool and hot and fun

Lily - Monica

I picture lily as being slightly deranged and very compulsive, she’s also a fabulous cook and has an annoying overbearing sibling (her and Remus are fabulous friends but no they do not date)

Peter - Ross

Really just out of necessity of Peter being there, ummm I do think Peter and Ross share the same make-big-mistakes trend also Peter just has Ross’ nervous, kinda sweaty energy

Pandora - Phoebe

She’s wild, she’s cool, and most importantly she’s certifiably insane, no one knows where she came from but she is there and she is fabulous she also has more street skills than everyone and has def killed several people in both past and present lives

[practicecourts]

if you’re still up for it, 6: wings of gold for the WIP game!😊😊😊

Hi!!!

I’m def still up for it! I have to admit I find that this game makes me think a bit more about what the hell I’m doing and I like that.

This is just moments Canon (well most) where that one snitch James took and played with at the lake features in some way. SOme of it inspired by blvnk art (Sirius playing piano for Lily & Harry and James playing with that snitch and baby Harry)

What if he had it in his breast pocket still that night? Wouldnt it somehow be affected by the wild magic and that curse flying around?

So next it starts it journey after that sad night and it visits some people (Peter, Petunia, Sirius in Azkaban, Remus alone for the first time for his transformation on a full moon)

I want to finish these at some point, but I’m thinking on how to make this snitch become the one used in that first match Harry ever played, so it will and up being that snitch ‘that opens at the close’

Wip game

[wolfstarhaven]

hello i’m hoping i’m able to ask for help with a lost fic😭 if not that’s totally ok feel free to discard!!

basically ive been looking for this fic for a couple years now and i only remember certain details.

ok so it was a modern wolfstar au. sirius spoke french. regulus made at least 1 brief appearance. i think there was a lot of texting maybe a texting/meet online au? but they def meet in person a few times. remus i think had some chronic illness or pain but not hospital bound. i’m pretty sure james was desi/poc and i’m like 98% sure peter was black?? i remember sirius was live texting remus when he was at a lunch with his parents and he was wearing a skirt as a “fuck you” type thing to his family. he also live-texted remus while he was on vacation with his family to spain and the black fam all spoke french and they were drunk and sirius was text complaining/gossiping about bellatrix and regulus and narcissa, maybe some digs at lucius??? it’s been driving me nuts because i remember some details so vividly but cant figure out what tags/keywords to search for it. hoping you or someone else has heard of it/saved it etc bcs i wanna reread. it may be deleted but if someone knows the title or has an old link i might be able to find it on the wayback machine 😭😭 tysm and i’m so sorry this is so long. happy new year!!

Hi anon🌸 I’m sorry but I couldn’t find this fic. Some of the things you describe reminds me of Aesthetic: Trash Boys by Emaly & merlywhirls, but it doesn’t fit perfectly. Sorry! Anyone else finds this familiar?

Happy new year!! xx

[mblematic]

For the ask game: role models and #11 and #3 or 4 (or both-whatever!). Love that story a ton.

D'AW THANK YOU I LOVE ROLE MODELS

11. What do you like best about this fic?

I love an outsider POV!!! I love the opportunity to describe what the Marauders looked like to other people, esp. if it's a chance to describe them as weirdly insular and culty (because they def were). I'm actually gonna be terrible and pull quote here:

At first, Ian had thought “The Marauders” referred to a twosome: James Potter and Sirius Black. One dark, one pale; one so gangly it seemed a miracle he stayed upright, one so elegant it took you ten minutes to realize his tie was askew and his shirt’s buttons were off by one. Both of them loud. Both of them annoying and posh and funny, above all, funny—always joking, earnestness swept away in front of them like darkness before a torch. It took Ian much longer to realize the Marauders were four: James and Sirius and Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. He supposed that they were all rooming together, but had that really been enough to make the other two Marauders? What had allowed them into the shining edifice of that nickname? Remus seemed clever enough, but he was a prefect. He studied diligently and got good marks and was a bit shabby in a dignified, old-mannish way. He was quiet and sober. He seemed a bit of a swot.

^^^ my favorite part was writing the above (also answers #3 actually come to think of it! Now I feel less bad about quoting)

4: What's your favorite line of dialogue?

“I’m a harlot,” said Remus now, not looking up from his book. “Loyal to no man. Certainly not to you, Potter.”

:)