#marauder fandom

[thatdammchickennugget]

RIP James Potter you would have loved minecraft and making thirst traps

RIP Sirius Black you would have loved spotify and just dance

RIP Remus Lupin you would have loved noah kahan and weirdly specific video essays

RIP Peter Pettigrew you would have loved club penguin and reddit

RIP Lily Evans you would have loved pinterest and wordle

RIP Marlene McKinnon you would have loved milf culture and she's the man

RIP Mary Macdonald you would have loved tumblr and the barbie movie

RIP Regulus Black you would have loved water wings and therapy

[siriuslygay1981]

MY ROMAN EMPIRE!?! YOU WANT TO KNOW MY ROMAN EMPIRE!!!???

'Despite what he had said to Regulus, he wishes he had told Barty he loved him, even just once.'

' I'm really sorry we only got to love each other for three seconds'

“He didn't leave any note, me and- Me and Everly wrote it.”

'Perhaps it’s the sound of the knife clattering to the floor that finally makes her realise, that Evan is never going to reply again.'

'Eventually Barty learned to live again, he learned to go to class, learned to breath, learned to eat, drink, sleep, all of it; but he never learned how to love again.'

[morganablack]

Remus’ sketchbook was definitely full of Sirius

[the-most-faithful]

Yes, well Snape is also ugly in canon and yet you don't complain about Alan Rickman or the fancasts of him as a young man in which they use models.

DIRTY HYPOCRITE

The actors are canon, at least for the movies (let's not confuse the two things)

In the books Snape is described as unattractive, as much as I love Alan he isn't really good looking. He has charm, he can be intriguing, but he doesn't look typically handsome. I've met people who think he's really ugly (HERESY!)

Example Louis Garrel is one of the most popular, I like him but still, not the typically handsome face, he could very well be Snape, with the pronounced nose (even if not aquiline) the complexion matches, as do the dark eyes and gaze.

Adam Driver, do we want to talk about him? Am I the only one who remembers how many attacks he received for his appearance in Star Wars? I don't think I need to say anything else.

Tamino Amir is another one who is becoming quite popular and still quite lives up to the description in the books.

Don't try to compare things. Fancasts have always preferred to choose handsome actors and that's not really the problem. But portraying Peter as skinny is disrespectful. In the end, don't come into my private messages to insult me. I'm open to dialogue but if you're just here to vent, you can leave.

[sunny-prongs]

I need help from the people in the Marauder era fandom since a while, I have heard a lot about Emmeline Vance and more recently but I think I'm not here since long enough to really know who they are mand I'm really curious so if you know things about her or others like that, please tell me I need informations (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

[chippedshake]

Barty had met Regulus and Evan just a couple hours ago, having sat together on the Hogwarts Express after making it very clear to them that he was a pureblood. Despite that having been the only reason they chose to sit with them, Barty rather liked the pair, and he decided he wanted to be friends with them.

Now they were all trying to fall asleep, away from home for the first time. As Barty tosssed and turned for what seemed like the hundredth time, a voice rung out in the darkness.

"Do you know any horror stories?"

Barty told them a story his sister had told him (shut up he has an older sister now because I say so) about a ghost that apparently lived at Hogwarts, picking off weak first years to purify the castle.

Regulus told a story his brother had told him (not that the other two had to know where it came from) about a woman who killed her husband and buried the body in her backyard.

Evan told a story about a man who was nervous, yes, nervous, but not insane. He killed his acquaintance because his eye was horrible. He cut him to bits and stuffed him under the floorboard. When the police came, his heart was beating so loud he confessed.

Barty didn't sleep that night, kept awake by a heart-like pounding and the image of a bloodshot, blue eye.

The tradition of telling horror stories continued throughout first year, and Evan outdid the other two every night. Eventually, it stopped being a time for them all to share their stories, and Evan adopted the role of the story-teller.

He told them of madmen and murderers and deceiving old men and suspicious widows. His ideas never seemed to run out.

Slowly, his stories turned from horror to thriller, to mystery, to adventure, to romance, and they all mixed and mingled amongst themselves. As they grew older, his stories grew longer, and he would often tell them along the course of a couple nights, sometimes a week or two.

He wove masterpieces, stories of every genre, with every sort of character, with every sort of plot. He spoke of a boy named Holden in an unnamed city being expelled from his school and spending days alone, wandering around, his parents unaware of his expulsion. He told the story of an exiled man who forgot his parents, and then killed his father and married his mother, having children with her before realizing his horrifying mistake. They spent several nights following the story of four teenagers like themselves, stuck in a complex love square, with amortentia and a troublesome house elf giving everyone the wrong potion. Several more were spent with a boy and a girl, deeply in love, but with families that despised each other.

They all had their own favourite story.

Regulus's was the one about the pair of siblings taken by a witch. She wanted to eat them, but the siblings worked together and escape. He always got a nostalgic look on his face when Evan would tell it, and while he didn't say anything, it was rather evident who he was thinking about.

Barty's was the one about the teenage boys at Hogwarts from a couple decades ago, who used to sneak out to read poetry to each other in a cave. He liked to imagine a world where he was carefree enough to wander around the grounds, looking for hidden nooks to read in, and spend time with his friends.

Evan loved to tell the story about the warriors who sieged a city. He followed the story of two of them: one of them nearly invincible (all but his famous heel), the other a weakling, wearing the one's armour. He never got through the story of their deaths without crying.

Evan refused to tell them stories for the first month of sixth year. His eyes drifted to his left arm when he told them he couldn't continue, his face falling with guilt. He didn't tell them why he picked up the habit again in October.

The stories turned darker. They turned into stories of oppression, of hatred, of injustice. They turned more raw. Unjust imprisonments, irrational hate thrown at someone for unknown reasons.

He would stop for weeks at a time, telling them he was too tired to think of any stories. Barty and Regulus were too exhausted themselves to worry about him.

He told his last story the night Regulus didn't return from his "short errand". It was about a girl that brought pastries to her grandmother. It was a bit short, and more lighthearted than anything he'd told since sixth year, but it was a decent enough distraction from the fact that their friend should've been home by then.

They had more important things to do, after that. They devoted themselves entirely to the Dark Lord, to finding the bastard that killed their best friend, and giving him the slowest and most painful death they could manage.

It was with this devotion, this hatred, this vengeance settled deep in his heart that Barty duelled Moody, Evan at his side. He threw a couple curses, eyes darting around for exits. He coudn't find any. They couldn't win this fight, he was sure of it. They needed an escape plan. If there was just a momentary distraction, he could apparate out of there.

"Bee, careful with your-"

A flash of green.

Barty fell asleep alone that night, and the silence had never been louder.

He realized as he woke up the next morning, alone for the first time in eight years, that he would never again hear Evan whisper another story, laughing or crying under his breath, struggling to get the words out. He would never again catch Regulus's eye during a story, both of them staring at Evan in awe at the way he wove his words together, creating beautiful tapestries every night. He would never find out where Evan's true inspiration came from.

Or at least not until years later, when he would be browsing his father's library and would find a compilation of Edgar Allan Poe's short stories. Not until the moment when he would read The Tell-Tale Heart, and would realize that it was the same story Evan had told them that fateful night during first year. Not until he would find The Catcher in the Rye, Oedipus, A Midsummer Night's Dream, Romeo and Juliet, Hansel and Gretel, The Dead Poets Society, The Iliad. Not until he would realize that his friend had been crying out for help. He'd been crying out for help every night seven years, and no one had heard him. He'd never believed the cause he was fighting for, the cause he'd died for. And now that Barty had finally heard him, it was too late to save him.

[cringe-bby]

PADFOOT 🐾

Moony

Prongs

[saltistic-dumbass]

I think I’ve just created James Potters signature 🫡.

Thoughts?

[eggishere2005]

The good Omens fandom made me a Hozier fan

The Marauders fandom made me a Taylor Swift fan(was somewhat a fan but didn’t really listen to her)

MCYT basically opened my eyes to indie and Lemon Demon

BNHA fandom……

Hamilton made me gay(musicals)

[soupdeewoop]

my ✨art✨

-james wearing sirius’s tiara

-remus <3

-james wearing regulus’s sweater

-sapphic fluffiness

guys send me ✨asks✨ in my

✨ inbox ✨

silly little ✨cafe asks✨

music ✨moodboards✨

✨forget her - jeff buckley✨

✨love it if we made it - the 1975✨

✨learn✨

favorite ✨lyrics✨ from albums

✨GUTS by olivia rodrigo✨

✨THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT by taylor swift✨

my ✨decomytree✨ link lol

[loonylupinblack3]

how do i find marauder mutuals?? 😭😭

i just want some friends ya'll

[tesseractlover]

I’m so unconnected with the Harry Potter movies that I have fan casted Emma Watson as a Marauders character

[mydarlingdearestdead]

someone give me pandalily fic recs please

[morganablack]

Remus is a Jay variant and Sirius is a Gloria variant

Remus: *in a soft voice* Are you ready to go now?

Sirius: *running around the house, hair wet, clothes everywhere * STOP YELLING AT ME

Remus:

Remus: *looks at the camera like in The Office*

[seven-ruins-it]

Of Bro-Code and Storage Closets

Remus, a prefect, reports Sirius for breaking curfew to snog girls in storage closets. As retaliation, Sirius outs Remus as the mastermind behind a prank.

Friday detention is tense.

[regcorleonis]

Alice :)