#the marauders’ era

[lulublack90]

Prompt 26 - Aimless

@jegulus-microfic April 26, Word count 682

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Regulus had been about to try and explain his way out of being found at the top of the Astronomy Tower with none other than James Potter as soon as Flich’s head had appeared but James had thrown a thick cloak over them and pressed his hand to Regulus’s mouth stopping him for making a sound. 

James’s hand was warm, so warm it felt as though Regulus’s cold face was burning under it. He inhaled through his nose and wished he’d been able to use his mouth. Having James’s hand so close to him, that golden skin just beneath his nose, made his scent intoxicating. Regulus's mind went blank as they waited for whatever happened next. 

They watched as Filch poked around in the dark crevasses and called out, “Aha!” A few times in vain as he peered into the shadows. 

Eventually, he left, and they were alone again. James pulled out a piece of parchment and scanned it. Regulus couldn’t see what was on it as James kept it angled away from him. Only when James let out a sigh of relief did he remove his hand from Regulus’s mouth and pull the cloak off them. The brisk night air filled his lungs with relief after the near-stifling confines of the cloak. 

“Sorry,” James said as he tucked the parchment back into his robes and bundled up the shimmering material in his lap. Regulus reached out a finger and tentatively ran it down the cloak. His eyes widened, and he looked up at James in amazement. 

“Is that an invisibility cloak?” James nodded at him. “Can I—Can I have a look at it?” He asked, not expecting James to agree, but the boy surprised him and handed it over without a second thought, his face full of trust. 

Regulus let the watery material skim through his fingers and draped it across his lap. His legs completely disappeared. Not even a shimmering outline was left behind. They were just gone. He knew James was watching him, but at this point, he didn’t care.

Reluctantly, he returned the cloak, letting it run through his hands as James took it back. “Thank you.” He said quietly, looking at his hands still tingling from the cloak. Or was it from before when he’d stroked James’s fingers and held his face? He flexed them, trying to get them to behave. 

“Anytime,” James’s voice penetrated his thoughts. 

“Huh?” He said inelegantly. 

“You can see it anytime you want.” James suddenly sat up in excitement. “Hey, what about tomorrow night? We can sneak around the corridors, and I can show you this room me and Sirius found…” And just like that, the spell was broken. The mention of his brother’s name brought him back to his senses. 

He jumped up and fled. Getting as far away as fast as he could.

He slowed down when he’d gotten a few floors below and in an aimless way wandered around the quiet corridors, his thoughts filled with images of James while still keeping alert enough to avoid Filch and his cat. 

He was on the Charms corridor, his eyes scanning the tapestries as he passed them, when he walked into something warm and solid. 

James pulled the invisibility cloak off himself and pushed Regulus up against to wall, pinning him on either side with his hands and gazing deeply into his eyes. 

“Why did you run away?” James whispered, his voice husky and slightly out of breath. Regulus didn’t answer, just stared right back into those warm pools of hazel. James cocked his head to the side as if trying to read Regulus’s unspoken words. He stepped closer, crowding Regulus more against the wall. Regulus felt his breath hitch, and James’s eyes lit up. Before Regulus knew what was happening. Soft, hot lips were pressed against his, and his hands were reaching up all by themselves into messy black hair. The smell of cedar, summer days and bergamot filled his nostrils and mouth, relaxing him into James’s touch, and for the first time, he felt like he was home.   

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[imaremuslupinsimp]

are there any adults (im 23) who want to start a wolf star RP? literally anyone. please

[savolaxsavoia]

adam driver in TFA is way too handsome for Snape (not saying he’s handsome I’m only comparing it to description in books) and in TRoS he’s way too bad looking even for Snape. Like he doesn’t deserve that he just has very little regard for hygiene, comes from me and I ship prongsfoot. I wonder how much weight he has to lose for that character ha ha

And I won’t comment on children actors about their appearances but I’m sure as hell that guy who plays Sirius Black will get so much criticism for his looks no one is going to get satisfied

[im-in-a-love-cult]

OK but I get peter betraying the marauders, if I was nicknamed wormtail I'd be pissed too

[ssafium]

Spin the fucking bottle

“I'm not going to play never have I ever with you, because you'll all get drunk again, and then I'll clean up”, Peter complains again.

“Nice, Wormtail, I got it. Let’s play spin the bottle. Just don't whine. The game is built on pure luck, okay?” Sirius waves his hands dramatically, as if doing a favor.

No one minds actually: James thinks this is the perfect opportunity to get closer to Lily; Dorcas, Marlene and Mary are basically easy-going. Remus is silently watching everyone.

He hasn't figured out yet whether he wants to play the bottle or not. On the one hand, he doesn't want to kiss girls. On the other hand, he absolutely won't have to with guys. But kissing Sirius... no, definitely not. Black is more likely to talk this thing down. And watching Sirius kisses someone is also not a pleasant sight. What is Remus doing here anyway?

“If everything is in favor”, Sirius continues, “then we can start. Moony, spin the bottle.”

Remus shrinks internally. The guy slowly stretches out his hand and weakly spins the bottle. Strangely, it spins a little faster than it should. For a moment the bottle freezes pointing at Mary and Peter, but then twitching stops pointing with its neck at Black. And with its bottom at Remus.

Hundreds of Merlin, what should I do? and I'm going to screw up fill Lupin's mind. Unable to think of anything better Remus reaches out to Sirius, gives him a quick peck on the cheek and immediately jumps back. Everyone is silent.

“What are you? Eight?” sincere disappointment can be heard in Black's voice.

“Spin the bottle, James,” Remus says much sharper than he intended.

“Yes, Prongs, spin the fucking bottle”, Sirius orders with no good in his voice.

Potter unwinds the bottle in silence. After ten long seconds it finally stops. Pointing at Remus. And Sirius. Again.

“Moony, this is fate, isn’t it?” Sirius grins and leans over to the guy.

When Black's lips cover Remus's lips, everything seems to freeze. And then it explodes with millions of fireworks.

“I think that's enough for today,” Lily mumbles.

“No, Evans, we've just started”, Sirius says and for some reason no one objects.

When the bottle points at Sirius and Remus for the sixth time, it seems to Lupin that luck in this game has a physical shell. And right now it's reaching across the circle to kiss him again.

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so english isn’t my first language.. i am very sorry for any possible mistakes:(

[incorrectly-mischievous]

Remus: ... What are you doing?

Sirius: *spreading toothpaste on his toast* Multitasking

[lulublack90]

Prompt 25 - Headlights

@jegulus-microfic April 25, Word count 310

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James turned to Regulus as the wind whirled around them, flooding his senses with the boy sitting so close beside him. He froze like a deer in the headlights when their eyes connected, and so did Regulus. 

He swallowed hard and shuffled closer, only an inch, testing the waters. He’d never felt an attraction this strong before, and it was an attraction. Something about his best friend’s brother was drawing him in, and he didn’t resist the pull. 

He shuffled again. Regulus was still frozen. They sat so close together now their icy breaths mingled together, swirling in the breeze and disappearing into the dark abyss. 

James’s eyes flickered down to where Regulus’s hand lay splayed on the stone floor, less than an inch from his own. He raised his eyes again and saw the nervous glint in Regulus’s eyes but also the curiosity that was slowly burning.

James let his little finger slide across the cold floor until it barely brushed against Regulus’s. 

To his surprise, Regulus closed the gap and linked their fingers together. James gasped. His breathing increased as the wind swirled in a crescendo, urging them together. 

Regulus shuffled closer, raising his free hand to cup James’s cheek. Their faces were so close James could make out the silver and blue flecks in Regulus’s grey eyes. 

“James,” The other boy whispered. A shudder went down James’s spine at the sound of his name coming from those lips. Those lips that were so close he could almost… 

He moved, leaning into Regulus’s palm and tilting his head forward. Regulus’s breath hitched as he neared, but he didn’t back away.

“Who’s there?” Came the wheezy voice of the school caretaker, Mr Filch. James flung the invisibility cloak over them silently just as Flich’s head came bobbing into view as he climbed the last few steps into the Tower. 

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[savolaxsavoia]

James Potter the Gryffindor golden boy, takes everything as a joke, a mischief, that can be controlled and manipulated and re-interpretated by him and he just has the natural right to fuck everyone up but still be untainted. He is never ever perfect. He can be funny but carefree and spoiled so you never know when his jokes will aim at you. Yes when he walks in everyone in the room starts to talk to him, but no, not everyone in the room likes him or admires him. And he never really care.

[incorrectly-mischievous]

Harry: What are we gonna do?!

Draco: What are you even worried about? You’re so short they probably won’t even see you

Harry: Is this really the time to be making short jokes?

Draco: Harry, there’s never not a time, because, just like you, life’s short

[incorrectly-mischievous]

Sirius: Talk dirty to me

Remus: I’m not wearing any underwear because you never put the fucking laundry in the dryer like I asked you 100 fucking times

[incorrectly-mischievous]

Remus: I’m at a loss of words!

Sirius: *narrating* In spite of being at a loss of words, he yelled at me for the next 25 minutes

[incorrectly-mischievous]

SIRIUS: Don’t correct me

REMUS: Don’t be wrong

[incorrectly-mischievous]

Sirius: oh god

Remus: What is it this time?

Sirius: We’re doing that thing that couples do and wearing the same clothes

Remus: For the last fucking time Sirius, we wear UNIFORMS

[incorrectly-mischievous]

Remus: If I ever get killed-

Sirius: Move on with my life, I know

Remus: I was going to say ‘avenge me’, but sure

[incorrectly-mischievous]

Sirius: Sometimes, Remus talks in his sleep. It’s adorable

Remus: *in his sleep* Square the fuck up motherfucker