#marauders era icons

[astraldreamsss]

Lily icons!

[sexymoonmansslut]

lily mf evans.

the only woman ever.

[tigrrliily]

I present: Even rosier and Pandora Rosier 🌹🐼

I decided that I wanted to draw more of the characters within the marauders era. I had to draw the Rosiers as fast as possible after being forced to work on uni assignments for so long🥲but anyway, I hope you like them as much as I do 😊

[enbysiriusblack]

sirius and james every morning in the dorms:

sirius and james spying on the slytherin quidditch practice:

james visiting sirius during detention:

[outromoony]

Bed Sharing

@wolfstarmicrofic | Word count: 256

"We only have three beds, and there are four of us. Whoever gets the red chopsticks shares a bed," Sirius declared.

"Or you could just sleep on the floor," James teased, but Sirius waved him off.

"Anyway... Moony, you start."

"Why me?" Remus complained, eyeing Sirius suspiciously. "How do I know you didn't charm the hat to give the red chopstick to the first person who chooses?"

"Are you doubting my honesty, Remus Lupin?"

"Yes, I actually am."

"Fine," Sirius rolled his eyes and plunged his hand into the hat. "I'll go first, but then it's your turn, Moons."

Sirius took his time, as if by touch he could discern the color of the chopsticks. Moments later, he withdrew his hand, revealing a red chopstick.

"Ha, seems you're losing at your own game, Padfoot."

"Yeah, whatever." Sirius remained unphased, more focused on passing the hat to Remus. "Your turn, Moony."

Remus shot Sirius one last skeptical glance before reaching into the hat. When he pulled his hand out, a bright red chopstick lay in his palm.

"Well, that was quick," Peter laughed.

"It's decided, then." James noticed Sirius trying to suppress a grin. He started to grow suspicious. "Moony and I are sharing the bed. You lucky bastards can have your royal suites all to yourselves."

An hour later, while his friends were engrossed in a game of chess, James found the hat under Sirius and Remus's bed. Unsurprisingly, when he opened it, all the chopsticks inside were red.

James chuckled to himself. That clever idiot.

[nyxstherapy]

remus, angrily: ARE YOU- sirius: fucking remus: KIDDING ME, YOU- sirius: fucking remus: PIECE OF- sirius: shit remus: I HOPE YOU- sirius: fucking remus: TRIP, OVER YOUR- sirius: fucking remus: LACES james:........what the hell was that? sirius: lily has forbidden remus to swear, so I'm helping him out a little bit

[vampiristar]

j’aime juste dessiner Sirius

credit if you use it :)

[aithusarosekiller]

I feel like if you put Lily, Dorcas, and Reg in a room together for about an hour they'd have a plan to kill voldy

Give them an extra few hours to carry it out and the war's over

That's all they needed icl

[rudamaruda520]

[freshly met rosekiller about to have sex]

Barty: wait... before we gonna do that... what's your body count?

Evan, visibly abashed: oh... I didn't think you would care about such thing... umm... you're not the first guy I've brought from the club...

Barty: Oh honey... You misunderstood me... I couldn't care less... it's none of my business... your sex life is just yours... I meant like... murder... I just have a habit of bottoming for guys who have killed more people than me...

[glassy-eyed-poet]

I am obsessed with the headcanon that James and Sirius snogged one time at a party in fifth year, so Reggie and Remus got together to make them jealous. (Alexa, play Better than Revenge).

[bri-cheeses]

Jerseys vs. Hoodies - Part 3

| Rosekiller microfic | Word count: 662 | Part 2 can be found here |

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“Merlin, you two are hopeless,” Regulus mutters under his breath.

Evan goes tense and looks over to see Barty’s reaction, but Barty is much too preoccupied with staring at Evan’s torso. It’s slightly unsettling, to be honest.

“Bee?” he prompts. “What are you looking at?”

Barty’s eyes climb up from Evan’s chest to his eyes, causing Evan to shiver.

“You’re wearing my hoodie,” he says.

Evan breathes in sharply.

“Oh,” he manages, then tries his hardest not to stumble over his words as he blurts, “I can take it off if you want. It was just the closest piece of clothing by my bed—” a blatant lie— “and I didn’t look at it before putting it on—” another lie— “and I’m sorry, I’ll take it off right now and—”

Barty’s hand covering his mouth cuts him off before he can start spiraling.

“It looks good on you,” he says, holding eye contact with Evan, who can feel Barty’s heartbeat against his lips. There’s something deeply intimate about the moment, and Evan doesn’t dare break eye contact as Barty slowly lowers his hand and opens his mouth to say something.

“Merlin,” Reg mutters again, because of course, “take the bedroom eyes somewhere far away from me, please.”

Evan immediately wants to scream at him, because that’s the second time today that Reg has ruined one of Evan’s moments with Barty. But the damage has been done, and he can feel the shift in energy before Barty even says anything.

“I mean, we can if Evan wants to.” Barty grins wolfishly up at Evan, eyeing him in a way that’s downright sinful. Evan tries not to feel too disappointed at the change in topic. After all, this is exactly what he had signed up for.

“Not today, Bee,” Evan murmurs as he turns back to his work. It might just be the hardest he’s ever had to try to focus on schoolwork. “I need to finish this essay.”

There’s a beat of silence as Evan scans through his previous work in an effort to resume his earlier train of thought, Barty a tempting distraction to his left. Barty tends to have this effect on him. Especially when he looks at Evan like he wants to drag him to the dorm and not let him come down for a good long while.

“Barty’s feeling neglected, Evan,” Regulus proclaims, breaking the silence.

Evan can’t help it. He looks over to the boy beside him, and sure enough, Barty’s gone back to pouting. Seriously, he needs to stop with this whole “wanting Evan’s attention” thing, or Evan’s going to get the wrong idea.

Evan aims his next words at Regulus, because it’s just easier.

“Tell him to get over it,” he says.

“He says to get over it,” Reg parrots, and Barty glares at him with enough force to make a weaker man wither.

But Regulus just blinks calmly and dips his quill into his ink pot, then writes his name on his essay with a flourish.

“Done,” he pronounces. “Now, I’m going to go get some dinner. Have fun and please don’t burn the library down.”

“Reg, we still have another twenty-ish minutes until dinner starts,” Barty points out, very obviously ignoring that last barb.

“He’s going to see Potter,” Evan stage-whispers. Barty snickers as Regulus’s face goes red.

“You know,” Regulus begins, narrowing his eyes at them, “before you said that I almost felt bad about leaving the two of you here alone together, considering everything going on between you, but now I’m actually pretty interested to see how this all plays out. Have fun dancing around each other like always,” he finishes, gathering his stuff.

Barty and Evan are both stunned into silence as Reg stands up and begins to walk away.

Only Barty recovers in time to call after him as he leaves, “Nice jersey, Reg,” and Evan groans because now is most definitely not the time.

Regulus simply gives them the finger in response, then disappears around the corner.

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(Part 4 will be coming out on Saturday)

[regulusblqck123]

Happy pride everyone.

Netherlands v Poland tomorrow.

Netherlands is gonna win.

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Remus: I don’t know what to do everyone keeps stealing my chocolates and snacks

Regulus: Step one, put a delicious pie in the hidout and cover it with poison

Remus: That's step one? What's step two?

Regulus: Tell their parents they were thieves

[not-rab]

part six of Music and Memories, a Marauders band AU

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part five | part seven

[thelegitcasper]

remus lupin core is wearing a cardigan and eyeliner to a bar...

[maraudersoncrack1981]

WE'VE GONE TO FAR, GOOGLE EVEN THINKS BEN BARNES IS SIRIUS, WE'RE SO DELUSIONAL GOOGLE BELIEVES US

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