#marauders era fandom

[moonsstan]

Okayyy so fic idea but i cant write (atleast i havent tried) 😭:

Sirius and Remus go to the same university and Sirius’ major is art and Remus’ - english lit (if that’s what it’s called). One day, their university decides to do this project between the two major students in their year.

Basically, they have to team up into pairs of two and they have to choose a poem or a book, and make an illustration to it, but in a way they imagine it. It can be a painting, a collage, a scrap book kinda thing, ANYTHING THAT WOULD COMBINE ART AND LITERATURE.

And Sirius and Remus team up together even though they don’t know each other (that is one of the university’s goals - different major students getting to know each other and making connections and friendships).

They work really hard on their project and one night, they’re at Sirius’ flat (which he shares with James by the way) working, and it’s like 1am and they end up falling asleep in the living room on the couch. And they keep doing this because it’s a really big project but if one night, they’re doing something else, then it’s really between them.

AND ALSO, because of them, so happens starchaser??? Like Sirius shares a flat with James and Remus with Regulus (which by the way, Sirius didn’t know because he and Regulus only recently started rebuilding their relationship so he found that interesting AND that also means there could be chapters with past black brothers angst and them now???). And it’s like an interesting side to the story.

Honestly, I would write this if I could because I love the idea SO MUCH.

[or-we-could-take-a-walk-together]

james “but i love you so” potter and regulus “please, let me go” black

[psyzook]

Tell me ‘The Sirens’ by John Longstaff isn’t Regulus Black.

[boylookatyoulookingatme]

Listen listen,

We do horny in every of Harry Potter fandoms, i mean, like Marauders era fandom etc.

We do ( very ) horny in that Rodrick Heffley group of simps.

But we don't do horny in Dead poets society fandom.

And i think, it's because, it's for me, i just can't see dead poets in sexual way. I just can't see little meow meow Todd in sexual way. I mean, yeah, they have that urge, but i just can't. I just can't.

I mean, i can make some these kinky hcs for them, ( ,,But girl, not everybody have kinks." Shut up, everybody have. Yk, i don't talk about these cutie pies asexuals,) but i just can't.

I hcs some of dead poets as asexuals, but that's not point, i hcs some of Marauders era people as asexuals, and i still can see some of them in sexual way.

And also, i don't think it's because Dead poets society is set in the 50'. People did sex in every year. Just, in some of characters is prue in them, and i can't break it.

So, that's why i don't do horny in Dead poets society fandom. But yeah, the things i would let Nuwanda do to me.

[t3rrarium]

Tbh the problem with ship wars is that everyone tries to find a moral high ground to prove their ship is superior when actually shipping should be about making two characters kiss like a kid playing with barbie dolls

[mllepawstruck]

may I present to you; barty and mrs z as animagi, in their natural habitats of ‘never without the other’ despite the fact they’re half-a-second away from fist-fighting if barty opens his damn beak one more time

[lunarlivs]

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

their thoughts and doodles below the cut <3

[that-bitch-kat3]

walburga: you’re not good enough for my son

remus: you’re not good enough for your son

walburga: excuse me?

remus: you heard me.

[alexsays-no]

Regulus always knew how to use the tie ♡

I love this two so so so much ♡

[emeriart]

James and Remus reunite again at the eclipse ☀🌙

sticker on redbubble!

[my-castles-crumbling]

Falling asleep in the dorms…

“Sirius?”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t think I like Evans anymore.”

“Shit mate, took you long enough.”

“Heh. Yeah.”

…

“Sirius?”

“Yeah, Prongs?”

“I might like boys. Also. Like as well as girls.”

“Join the club, Prongs. Just stay the fuck away from Moony.”

“Noted.”

…

“Sirius?”

“Yeah, mate?”

“What if I like a particular bloke?”

“…it’s not me, is it? Because Moony would probably kill you.”

“No.”

….

“Sirius?”

“Yes, Prongs?”

“It’s your brother.”

“I know.”

“You know?”

“Yeah, I was just fucking with you before.”

“Right.”

…

“Sirius?”

“Yes Prongs?”

“That’s…it’s okay?”

“Yes, James. I’d rather it be you than anyone else, to be honest.”

“Alright.”

…

“Sirius?”

“Go the fuck to sleep, Prongs. We’ll come up with a plan to woo him tomorrow.”

“Alright.”

….

“James?”

“What’s up, Padfoot?”

“Take care of him, alright?”

“…..yeah. Yeah, of course.”

[moonsstan]

au where sirius is a popstar and remus is his lovely boyfriend and sirius is on tour and remus is travelling with him and every concert sirius sings Paper Rings by Taylor Swift to give Remus signs to finally propose and on the last concert (the biggest one of the whole tour btw) remus climbs on stage (invited by sirius ofc but siri doesnt know whats gonna happen) and MOONY PROPOSES ON STAGE AND THE CROWD GOES WILD LIKE AHHHH

[sunsfawn]

babysitting gone wrong

[marinlupin]

Lily: how could you have a mom of the group, you’re all crazy and get into trouble?

*The Marauders look at James*

James: I’m a cool Mom.

[alwaysmoncheri]

𝐌𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 — JAMES POTTER!

pairings ❧ james potter x reader

summary ❧ no one makes james potter feel the way that his girlfriend does and he definitely knows it

warnings ❧ female!reader, cheesy writing, lots of fluff, sunshine!reader, james is whipped for the reader, based on my girl, by the temptations, implications of wolfstar, pda, not proofread

word count ❧ 1.1k

additional notes ❧ my first james fic sort of blew up and i was feeling inspired to write another—thank you for all your support | i also have a longer version for this so let me know if you’re interested ૮꒰ྀི⸝⸝> . <⸝⸝꒱ྀིა

You’re James’ sunshine, you’re his bundle of light and happiness on a cloudy day, and you’re all of his favorite things mixed into one beautiful girl. To James, nothing can ever compare to the way you make him feel. Every time you look in his direction with those captivating eyes that always sparkle with love—love that you constantly spread across the school like it’s your only goal in life—to make people feel loved, special, wanted—unlike so many—your contagious smile that makes him feel all giddy and causes his stomach to flutter with excitement.

Everything you do, everything you are, makes James feel like one of those special recipients of all the love you have stored in your overflowing heart. James feels like the luckiest guy in the world to have the privilege of holding you in his arms during the cold winter nights spent in his dormitory, the early spring mornings strolling through the flower meadow the two of you found in the outskirts of Hogwarts, the hot summer days spent in the backyard of the Potter residence, and the cool autumn evenings feeling the cool breeze blowing the fallen leaves past your feet.

Even now, you stroll through the doors to the common room and look so effortlessly breathtaking. The elegance you seem to carry with you to every room you enter makes James’ heart race because you’re his girl and no one else can take you away from him.

Yours and James’ friends always know when you’ve entered a room, not just because your presence is enough alone, but because James always seems to have an absolutely stunned expression dancing across his face, almost as if his heart has stopped beating—this time it leads the group to tease the love sick boy.

“What’s got you all smiles, Prongs?” Sirius asks curiously and with a teasing smile he playfully nudges his best friend’s shoulder, earning no reaction from James—who seems to be mesmerized, by your presence, “Is it that girl of yours, again?”

“Is that even a question?” Lily scoffs lightly and with a dramatic roll of her eyes she gazes past the small crowd of people also entering the common room in an attempt to spot your radiant figure, “Of course it’s (Y/n).”

“Let’s ask the lover boy,” Marlene suggests with a sly grin and points the book she's currently reading towards James, before calling over to him teasingly while tilting her head to one side, “Oh, lover boy?”

“Yeah?” James responds without tearing his gaze away from you and when your eyes finally meet he can’t help but let out a captivated sigh, his eyes screaming his absolute admiration for you.

“See, here she comes now," Lily smirks, gesturing in the direction of you, as you continue to make your way towards the group, who are casually sitting in their respective spots around the room—Lily and Mary are sitting together on the couch closest to the blazing, however warm fire, Remus and Marlene are reading on the couch across from them, Sirius is comfortably situated on the floor between Remus’ legs, and finally James is sprawled out on a lounge chair angled directly towards his lovely girlfriend—you. 

“Good morning, everyone.” You greet your friends with a loving smile, plop yourself down on James’ lap, and finally turn your long-craved attention toward your favorite boy, “Hey, Jamie.” You add sweetly and swiftly lean over to plant your soft, addicting lips upon his flushed cheek.

“Good morning, love.” James replies, adjusting his hands on your hips in order to pull your back flush against his chest—something you shamelessly lean into. As James wraps one of his arms around your waist and nervously fidgets with the hem of your shirt, you wrap your own arms around his shoulders, place your hands at the nape of his neck, and begin to twirl the ends of his curls (that need a trim, you notice) around your fingers—something you know he’s obsessed with.

You then glance around the room at your friends as they engage in each of their preferred activities on this peaceful and quiet evening. Your face transforms into a content smile, reminiscing on what your life might be like when you and your friends all leave Hogwarts. A day where all of your friends come over to the Potter resistance—you and James’ house, and spend the day around the fire, warm cups of tea within reach, silent communication being shared between you and James before the two of you sneak away and up the perfect wooden stairs to your bedroom, where laughter and secrets are shared under the sheets.

“Prongsy here hasn’t stopped smiling since you walked through that door.” Sirius smiles causally, leaning further back against Remus’ legs as the sandy-brown-haired boy nervously shifts in his chair and swiftly runs the hand that isn’t holding his book through his hair. Sirius’ comment is directed towards you, and you finally snap back into reality when you notice that knowing smirk plastered across Sirius’ face.

James lets out a dramatic groan while throwing his head back against the chair that the two of you continue to sit in. Your boyfriend’s reaction to Sirius’ constant teasing causes a quiet giggle to fall from your lips. The sound of your contagious laugh makes James’ stomach swoon with love and his face visibly lights up after lifting his head back up off of the chair. James can’t help but stare at you even when you’re sitting right in his arms. You look so sweet, radiating with love and warmth. At this moment, James can only imagine what those lips of yours might taste like. And that’s when he kisses you.

James can’t control himself and for valid reasons. You taste just the same as you always do—like honey, sweet as can be. It would be impossible for the bees not to be jealous of him. James could never get tired of kissing your lips and he’s not ashamed of it. If he’s going to spend the rest of his life with you then he’s always going to express his everlasting amount of love and affection for you.

The kiss catches you off guard, not expecting such passion and aggression in front of your friends, but you instinctively kiss James back. Your hands tangle through James’ hair while his grip on your hips and the waist tighten ever-so-slightly. This earns him a surprised squeak from you, and causes a boyish grin to form on James’ face as he kisses you.

“Get a room!” Sirius shouts jokingly from his spot on the floor which causes you and James to pull away with love sick grins consuming your expressions.

“You’re my girl.” James whispers into your ear and affectionately bumps his nose into the apple of your cheek, tickling your sensitive skin. A soft giggle bubbles into the air when James begins to pepper kisses all over your face.

“And I’ll always be your girl.”

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[number1abbasupporter]

Sirius: i’m gay

James: that’s cool mate

James: everyone has gay thoughts though

Remus:

Peter:

Sirius:

Remus: boy do i have news for you