#messrs

[you-cant-be-sirius]

*at the marauders' New Year party*

James: Can I have your number?

Regulus, visibly texting: I don't have a phone.

[messrmoonyy]

Yk one tiny thing that has me still reeling? Is the fact that Suzanne explicitly used the word R*ped. I had to stop and put the book down for a moment because we knew it happened in this universe a lot. Look at Finnick. Or it’s even alluded too about peacekeepers etc. But. She’d never actually explicitly stated it before. And the fact that this is one of the first things Haymitch worry’s about had Happened to Lenore Dove whilst in custody? Man. I’m sick.

Suzanne only writes when she has something to say. And boy oh boy she had things to say.

[woefulstar]

mewing for a month straight to be an animagus is crazy

[noblehouseofgay]

Never ever do an egg hunt the marauders set up. Never. It's all traps and pranks

The marauders put up posters for their "fun school wide egg hunt" and too many people didn't pay attention to who set it up

The eggs exploded color onto people, grew legs and ran away, and all kinds of other bullshit

Those poor naive students

[bonyfish-artblog]

and the light hits me full in the face as I assume my new and dreadful form

-from "Emerging", the last track from Moon Colony Bloodbath by The Mountain Goats and John Vanderslice

[your-neighbourhood-antisocial]

Marauders as shit my friends have said

James : it is near Paris, in France

Remus : and where exactly did you think Paris was?

James : *whisper* in France?

Remus : ofc we knew it, idiot. You didn't have to specify the country

Sirius : he was js trying to help!

[messrsrarchives]

Course minds have to know... Since your a barista (did i spell that right?) are you going to be keeping an eye out for mysterious ads being hung up that may or may not lead to an art heist?

messrs robyn just likes to think that he's down on his luck. it happens to everyone at some point, right? down on your luck sounds better than directionless, on the verge of overdrawing your bank account, jobless, 20-year-old. at least, that's what he tells himself as he shuffles quickly into the little coffee shop on the corner, rubbing his hands together rapidly to warm them up. the little bell chimes announcing his entrance and his glasses immediately fog up due to the rapid change in temperature.

cannot confirm or deny !!! but i CAN say that my art gallery placement (in a years...) better watch out for me...

[shadowjinx2906]

Um so, I just saw a tiktok that said stags usually don’t live past the age of 20…

I might shrivel up and die now.

[study-of-the-moon]

as desperately as sirius wanted to be the cool aunt figure to harry, he was 100 percent the coddling aunt who pinched cheeks and stuffed him full of food every time he came over. remus was the cool aunt who would take him to places he wasn't supposed to go and covered for him when he wanted to sneak out, and sirius was jealous

[neverenoughmarauders]

Snippet Time

Thank you @goldenlionprince and @lilacella for the tag. Since it's you two, I better find another Sirius and James moment.

This one isn't entirely spoiler-free so if anyone seeing this is planning to start reading Messrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs in the next couple of weeks, maybe skip this extract (on the other hand, it's a spoiler for chapter 1.. so... not spoiling a tonne). If you're just looking for a cute snippet of James and Sirius, keep reading <3

I'll put the tags here first, for good measure. No pressure, as usual: @caslyra @tedwardremus @livelaughlovetoread

He wasn't going to wake James. He just needed—no, not needed, wanted—to check in on his friend. Sirius eased himself into a chair as silently as he could. 

It was a relief to see James sleep. He knew it wasn't always easy with the poisoning. 

'You owe me big time for this Christmas,' Sirius muttered. 'It was meant to be fun.'

Instead it had felt wrong.

It wasn't that he didn't enjoy parts of it. He and Peter had enjoyed a far livelier Christmas tea than Sirius had ever experienced in his life. Prewett—that was, Fabian Prewett—had challenged him to a game of Wizard's Chess after curfew on Christmas Eve. Prewett had won, but only just and it appeared to impress Prewett who had suggested they found time for a re-match. Sirius had agreed, otherwise only having Peter as an opponent, which was no challenge. 

Objectively, it had been a good Christmas. Much better than Grimmauld Place. And yet, he had enough loyalty in him to find the break loathsome too.

'Why did you have to go and get yourself poisoned?' Sirius asked the sleeping figure. 

But Sirius didn't need James to answer that one. His best friend thrived best when being in the thick of things. That came with risks. 

'No risk, no story, huh?' Sirius repeated their mantra out loud. 'I guess this is some story.' He felt his lips curl into a smirk: 'Shame you're not really able to tell it... Yet,' he added, smirk turning to grimace: 'Merlin, you're going to be insufferable when you're let out of here, aren't you?'

James talked. A lot. Which might be why Sirius was talking out loud to absolutely nobody, now his friend was unable to fill the space he usually occupied.

'It's not been a bad Christmas,' Sirius finished, 'not for us. I just...'

Miss you.

Sirius shrugged. Invisible. To a sleeping body. He was losing his mind. 

Shame. He rather liked his mind.

Sirius leaned back in the chair and watched James for another half an hour. When James started to cough, Sirius got up, knowing that if it got bad, the matron would turn up. The cloak didn't make him any less solid, unfortunately. 

He couldn't bring himself to wish James a happy Christmas, even in his own head.

[rederiswrites]

The crumpled draft of a letter, found near Rook's desk:

Mama Mother,

I write to reassure you that I am safe in good health. I continue to travel with Viscount Tethras and his companions. We have met so many amazing people, who In the Viscount's company I have seen so much of the world, and It has been an enlightening and educational experience.

I hope your hip isn't bothering you too Did Cousin Octavia's baby come safely? I trust everyone is keeping well.

These are troubled times. Please take every reasonable measure to protect yourself and the household, and supply yourselves against disruptions in provisioning. Don't let anyone go out without guards I caution you to please refrain from unnecessary excursions, and do not go out alone.

I include with this letter a quantity of Antivan coffee beans, from a roastery recommended to me by a friend gentleman of recent acquaintance. You will find that they are fresher than any Antivan coffee you can obtain in Tevinter. I include also a drakeskin belt, which I hope you will forward to Father Legatus Mercar, that he may wear it in health and victory.

Correspondence may be sent to me care of Aetius Albanus, at the Silver Kettle in Minrathous. He will see that it reaches us.

Love

Yours

With best regards,

Arden Mercar

[you-cant-be-sirius]

James: When I met you I thought you were a real bitch.

Regulus: What changed your mind?

James: Oh, I still think you’re a bitch, I’ve just grown to like that about you.

[messrmoonyy]

Molly correcting Arthur when he calls her Miss O’Shea to call her Molly. And is then brushed off/ ignored when she was trying to confide in him.

Molly correcting Dutch when he calls her Miss O’Shea to call her Molly. And this literally being one of the final things she says before she’s killed.

The way she just wants people to use her name and treat her like an actual human being rather than an object to sit and look pretty next to Dutch. To look at her and see her and listen to her.

In this essay I will-

[thatsbelievable]

[noblehouseofgay]

Moonys bday 2025

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

- James gave him homemade chocolate chip cupcakes and made sure the dorm was empty for him and sirius tonight

- Sirius gave him one kiss every hour on the hour and had the others help him put together a marauders scrap book

- Regulus created a charm so books annotate your thoughts themself as you read

- Peter gave him a specially grown plant with soothing leaves for when he aches

- lily gave him a collector's version of his favorite book series

- mary, marlene, and dorcas tag teamed decorating the common room

- pandora made everyone matching moony themed friendship bracelets and told remus something very weird and cryptic with the biggest smile on her face

- evan promised to keep barty under control for the entire party

[loonyloopylupin96]

If anyone else had been teaching when Neville walked nervously to the front of the Boggart class, they'd have said "it's okay, I don't bite".

But Professor Lupin couldn't say that.