#Sirius would have the most fucked up prank ideas and james would be like

[goodomensandbadpress]

We need more Sirius just doing the most fucked up shit thinking its completely normal and James being like... haha... um no we DON'T throw stones at cats around here... actually, its considered RUDE to punch someone in the face... yes even if they pushed you a little in the corridor

#James was the mum friend but not in the way that you think #after every holiday sirius went home he would come back to school ready to reteach morals and ethics 101 #Sirius would have the most fucked up prank ideas and james would be like #thats great sweetie now how can we adapt this to be legal and more fun for everyone involved #were going for a hospital wing rate of zero this term #james potter #sirius black #prongsfoot #the marauders #marauders era #marauders

[ellecdc]

A Man With a Plan (prologue)

prologue // p1 // p2 // p3 // p4 // p5 // p6 // p7

Remus Lupin x whimsical!reader - Hogwarts Era (no Voldemort) - Soulmate AU

A/N: Hello! I've been stuck in my head about the idea of a whimsical reader (think Luna Lovegood) after reading the many sweet writings of other writers on Tumblr (specifically @ moonstruckme)! I totally ship a character like this with Remus because I feel like Remus has a tendency to overthink and get stuck in his own head and a character like this would be a breath of fresh air for him and balance him really well. Please note: whimsical does not = stupid! Rather, quite smart but people find her odd and reduce this to lack of intelligence. This is my little prologue, a sort of soulmate-esque AU - what do we think? Do we like this idea? Would we read it???

CW: swearing (cuz it's Remus 'Werewolf McSwearWolf' Lupin's POV, duh)

If there was one thing people ought to know about Remus John Lupin, it was that Remus was a planner. At any given point, it would be safe to assume that Remus had a plan.

As would be typical of Remus Lupin’s luck, however, most of his plans got fucked to shit.

Example A:

As a child, Remus planned to grow up to be a wizard like his da, or a nurse like his mum. That plan was fucked to bits just before his 5th birthday when Fenrir Greyback damned him to a life of lycanthropy and a side serving of prejudice. 

Example B:

Remus Lupin planned to never be accepted to Hogwarts on account of his previously stated damnation. That plan also went sideways when an owl dropped a letter into his porridge on the morning of his 11th birthday, containing an acceptance letter to Hogwarts. Remus’ da told Remus it was likely a mistake and they would rescind the offer once they learnt of his lycanthropy. Once again, plans were nullified when headmaster Dumbledore himself showed up on the doorstep of the Lupin Cottage after not receiving a response from them.

Example C:

Once he confirmed his acceptance to Hogwarts, Remus Lupin planned to be completely invisible throughout his time at school. This meant: no embarrassing himself, no bringing attention to himself, and absolutely, under no circumstances, would he make friends.

Of course, as should have been expected, this plan was fucked upside down and backwards seven ways to Sunday when the likes of James Fleamont Potter and Sirius Orion Black set their sights upon him.

Though Remus Lupin did have a plan, he was still just a boy. He’d been homeschooled his entire life due to being unable to explain his absences to muggle teachers as well as his scars/injuries from every full moon, and the village kids were quite fearful of the scarred boy. All this to say; he’d never had friends before.

So, sue him for relishing in the interest these boys seemed to have in him.

No matter: Remus could handle this. “How?” You may be wondering. By a plan, of course! 

Remus Lupin would allow these two (and Peter who went about befriending the boy in a much gentler way, so let’s make it three) friends, and planned to ensure that they never learned of his lycanthropy. He’d only just made friends; he wasn’t about to lose them. 

Of course, Sirius being the nosey fucker he is, James being the doting mother hen he is, and Peter being far too perceptive for anyone’s good – that plan was fucked to shit as well.

Remus, then, planned then to never let anyone else ever learn his secret again.

That plan was once again fucked by none other than Sirius Black and his unfortunate ‘prank’ on Severus Snape that could have cost Remus and Severus both of their lives, or at the very least, their lives as they knew it.

Remus Lupin then planned to never forgive Sirius Black for that horrible, thoughtless prank. 

Remus was admittedly not all that sad to say that this particular plan was shot too, though he ensured Sirius suffered at least a little during the process of his forgiveness. 

So, as he sat at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall in September of his 7th year listening to his friend’s wax poetic about their different love interests or conquests that they had made over the summer (i.e., James’ love for Lily, Sirius’ many hook-ups, and Peter’s enthusiastic support of them both), Remus made yet another plan.

Remus John Lupin planned to never, ever, fall in love. 

Moony, it would seem, had other plans. 

Continue to the first chapter here.

#marauders era #marauders au #marauders fanfiction #reader insert #self insert #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin drabble #remus lupin fanfiction #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin #werewolf mcswearwolf #werewolf soulmate #soulmate au #hp marauders #remus lupin ficlet #remus lupin blurb #werewolf #the lupins #james potter #sirius black #peter pettigrew #lily evans

[myfictionaldreams]

How far is too far? // Poly!Marauders x Fem!Reader

Summary: James had discovered a new spell that is supposed to give you the most blissful pleasure imaginable. However, not everything goes to plan.

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, dom/sub, angst, fluff, edging, anal & vaginal sex, rough & loving sex, spell goes v wrong, all consensual, forced orgasm, intense orgasm, not being able to breathe, pain, anxiety, crying, panic attacks, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, subspace, aftercare (LOTS), cuddling, kissing, caring, not beta read

Words: 5.3k

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The Marauders were having a fucking great day. It was Saturday; therefore, no classes to attend; the sun was beaming over Hogwarts, which always had everyone in good spirits, but most importantly, the prank on the Slytherins had gone to absolute perfection.

During breakfast, the tables were full of students laughing, eating and planning what to do with their lovely day. When suddenly, bloodcurdling screams came from the table closest to the wall on the left as Slytherins launched up from the benches, moving as far away from the food that seemed to be slithering and moving on the tabletop.

“What’s going on here?” Professor McGonagall’s shrill voice demanded as she descended from the teacher’s table from the top of the Great Hall.

“Snakes! The food’s turned into Snakes!” multiple students shouted in response, still backing as far away from the table as possible. The rest of the students were beginning to stand to see what all the fuss was about. Over the Slytherin table, where the food had been, was now replaced with hundreds of snakes varying in different sizes and patterned scales so that they mimicked what the food had looked like.

Professor McGonagall waved her wand high above her head, and the reptiles all transformed back into food. Even though the panic was over, the teacher’s blood seemed to boil as she turned to face the other students, lips pursed as she demanded, “Who’s bright idea was it to transfigure the food?”

The entire hall turned and faced the three Marauders who had been standing to see what all of the commotions was about. Each of them was grinning, but with the attention turned on them, the smiles slowly faded from their handsome face,s with Sirius being the first to speak as he placed a hand over his heart. “Woah, I am not liking these accusatorial looks right now”.

James then continued on behalf of the three of them, “Professor, you know better than anyone that if we were to do such a breathtakingly beautiful prank, we would own up to it”. Professor McGonagall looked as if she was trying her hardest not to roll her eyes as the Gryffindor Seeker continued, “I can categorically say that we”, he pointed to himself, Sirius and Remus, “did not transfigure the food into snakes”.

The Gryffindor head of house squinted her eyes in a disbelieving stare towards James before looking at Remus, who was smiling lightly. “I promise, Professor, this wasn’t us”, Remus confidently admitted, knowing that the teacher would believe it more if it came from him.

However, it was Lily who spoke next that seemed to be the confirmation McGonagall needed. “They are telling the truth, Professor; they’ve been in the common room all morning, and then we all came down to breakfast together; they wouldn’t have had time to come down here to do the spell if it was them”.

Professor McGonagall nodded her head once and looked around at the other students, “If I find out who it is who decided to defile the Slytherin’s food, you will have detention with me for the rest of the year. Do I make myself clear? Now, return to eating everyone”.

The students all began to return to their seats. Laughter and excitement increased from a couple of minutes ago, all trying to figure out who had done the prank if it wasn’t the Marauders.

“Did you three really not have anything to do with it?” Marlene asked as she leaned across the table, keeping her voice low so others wouldn’t be able to overhear easily.

Sirius grinned from where he sat in the middle of James and Remus, leaning his forearms on either side of his breakfast plate. “Now… we didn’t say we didn’t have anything to do with it, we just didn’t do the spell”.

“Well, if neither of you did it, then who did?” she asked as more of the friendship group leaned in to listen to the answer.

Sirius, James and Remus’s smiles seemed to grow as each of their attentions turned to you, where you sat opposite them at the table, with Lily to your left and Marlene to your right. Your cheeks warmed as you ducked your head, biting into the toast as all your friends turned to look at you.

“I was wondering where you were this morning”, Lily admitted out loud as she nudged her shoulder into yours, “the boys really have tainted you into their little minion, haven’t they” she joked.

“Hey! We have done no such tainting, I’ll have you know”, James frowned at the accusation before his gaze softened, his body leaning over the table to say under his breath, “But I must praise you on the perfect spellwork, Love”.

Smiling whilst you continued to eat your breakfast, you were happy that the early morning wake-up and sneaking into the kitchen had been worth it. The boys tended to leave you out of the pranks, not wanting you to have any detentions, but as soon as you’d overheard their plans, you had to get in on the action and suggested that you could be the one to do the spell.

It had been thrilling to sneak through the castle under James’ invisibility cloak and even more exciting to see how proud your boyfriends were. Remus leaned closer now, catching your attention as his brown eyes flicked between yours, “I want to add to what Prongs has said; I expected maybe a couple of sausages turning into snakes, not all of the food. You’re so talented, my love. I can’t wait to see your results at the end of the year for transfiguration, and I know you’re going to be top of the class”.

The prank and praises set the tone for the day, the good mood and fun continuing as you all travelled around Hogsmeade, visiting Honeydukes and the Hogs Head for a couple of butterbeers before exploring the edges of the Forbidden Forest. You loved carefree days like this, especially when the boys were being so attentive as thanks for your help with the prank.

However, you had noticed that they’d been whispering to themselves a lot when they thought you weren’t looking. Whatever they were talking about looking like a new prank plan from the sly smirks they were displaying, but this didn’t make you any less intrigued.

By the end of the day, you were feeling somewhat needy, enjoying a long cuddle with James in front of the fire in the common room. It was only you and the boys remaining awake as everyone had turned in for the night, but you were much too comfortable to leave. However, from the low moaning and smacking of lips as Sirius and Remus made out in the armchair, the longhaired Black heir was straddling the taller marauder, grinding in his lap and shirt hiked up from where Remus was exploring with his hands; you knew the four of you were going to be moving upstairs soon.

You were currently in a similar position to Sirius and Remus as you were straddling James’ la;p however, your face was nuzzled into his neck, body relaxed and near to falling asleep as he idly drew circled across your back as he watched the other two make out.

However, from the sounds of it, the kissing had stopped as you could vaguely hear the two whisperings lowly to one another, much like they had been all day. Then the armchair squeaked as one of them stood; you assumed to go to bed, but then the sofa dipped next to you and Jame,s and a warm, large hand travelled up your bare calf. 

“Are you still awake Darling?” Sirius asked quietly, careful not to be too loud in case you had fallen asleep, but you were still awake, quietly enjoying listening to the show, your panties already soaking through, but you were too tired to act on it.

Pulling your head away from James’ neck, you gave Sirius a tired but genuine smile, now noticing the swollen lips on his handsome face and the rouge shade that danced across the apples of his cheeks. “I’m awake”, you muttered in a whisper, voice evident of how tired you were.

“Good”, Sirius smiled endearingly as his hand moved to stroke your cheek before leaning across to kiss it quickly. “I’m still so proud of you for the prank from earlier, and I’d love to show you just how much. What do you think? Are you up for that?”

You wanted to say yes, but Sirius seemed to be buzzing with energy, and usually, when he was in a sexually praising mood, you’d be placed into every position and licked and fucked until you were nearing subspace; but tonight, you didn’t think you had the energy to match that of Sirius’, even though you were horny, you needed something slightly different.

Unsure of the words to say, you dropped your gaze and chewed on your bottom lip, trying to think of a way to let him down without offending him. Sirius could see you struggling to think of a way to say no, and a flick of guilt settled in his stomach, knowing you probably didn’t want anything too exertive tonight. Hooking a finger under your chin, he tilted your face so you were once again looking into his light blue eyes. “If you don’t want to, we don’t have to, my love. It’s ok, you can say you aren’t up to it. I was mostly asking because we might have a little present that we want to try with you.”

This piqued your interest as you pushed off James’ chest so that you were sitting up, being able to look between the three of your boyfriends with a quizzical look. “What present?” you asked before quickly adding, “I am up for something tonight; I just don’t think I have the energy for what you need”.

Sirius lifted one of your hands, kissing the palm with his full lips, the sensation tickling the skin as he pondered, “I’m sure Remus can more than handle what I need tonight, Sweetheart, don’t worry”.

James shifted beneath your legs, his hands lifting to cup your jaw, tilting your face in his direction. “That works out perfectly because I want you all to myself tonight”, he admitted whilst leaning forward to place soft, gentle kisses across your face that filled your heart with love.

Leaning into the affectionate touch, you were almost distracted enough to forget about the present until your hand was placed onto Jame’s shoulder as Sirius stood to rejoin Remus. Pulling back slightly from James, you glanced over your shoulder to the other two, “You didn’t tell me what the present was, Sirius”.

The man smiled so wide you could see his eyes gleaming in the orange hue of the fireplace as he held his hands out for Remus to take and pulled the Marauder out of the armchair. It wasn’t Sirius who answered your question, though. It was James as he turned your face back towards his and explained the present. “I’ve been searching for a while for a special spell that’s supposed to be the ultimate pleasure, and I think I’ve found it. We’ve tested it all on each other, and it works, but we’ve been waiting for the perfect day to try it on you, and what better day than today?”

Adrenaline began to pump through your body hearing this, having many questions for him, but it was then that it dawned on you, “Is that what you’ve all been whispering about today?”

“Yeah, Padfoot has been dying to test it on you all day, but I’ve been reminding him that being surrounded by our friends is probably not the best time”, Remus explained, slinging his arm over Sirius’ shoulders and pulling him flush against his body as the man smiled cheekily, not denying what Remus had said.

Your cheeks warmed hearing this before continuing with your questioning, “So when you say ultimate pleasure, what does that mean?” 

James answered for the trio, “Well, when we tested it on each other, and it’s safe to safe, probably the hardest I’ve ever cum before, and it was an instant orgasm as soon as you say the spell, and it felt like my body was humming, and even my toes felt good. However, we aren’t sure about the limit as when we tested it, Padfoot and I came once and then couldn’t get another stiffy to cum again, but Moony managed to cum twice, but he said the second orgasm was so intense his cock throbbed for a day so we’ll have to be careful, I know girls can cum more often than guys, but I don’t want to go too far with you”.

You swallowed harshly as he talked, making a mental note to ask to see this spell performed on each of them if they came that hard from it. You were already horny before, but now it felt like your clothes were too tight for your body as your cunt tightened around nothing in arousal, wanting to test this spell out. “I want you to use that spell, it sounds…exciting”, your voice trailed off as you smiled towards James, who equally expressed his happiness back.

“Perfect! Now can we all please go upstairs and fuck?” Sirius asked, pulling out of Remus’ embrace to help you stand and then James, who jokingly shoved Sirius out of the way to reach the stairs first in a silent race to the dormitory. You were about to follow in their direction, but Remus’ fingers slipped around your wrist, pulling you closer to kiss your lips.

As he pulled away, he muttered under his brief, his voice low and determined, “Prongs can have you all to himself tonight. But, I want to do aftercare with you and make sure that we get some time together as well, even if it’s just falling asleep with you in my arms”.

You almost forgot how to breathe for a moment at his tender words, and eagerly, you nodded your head, leaning up on your toes to kiss him for a couple of long seconds before he linked your hands together and began walking up to the bedroom.

It did not take long at all for the atmosphere in the dorm that you shared with the three boys to be thick with lust, moans and groans. On the magically widened bed that was the centrepiece of the room held four bodies that were rocking together at different tempos and levels of urgency.

At the bottom of the bed, Sirius was bent over, fistings clenching the sheets so hard his knuckles were white; his hair was messy by the large scarred hand that was pulling on it as Remus fucked him from behind at a brutal pace. Whilst at the top of the bed, you had your head laying safely against the thick pillows, arms and legs wrapped around James’ lean body as he slowly rocked in and out of your pussy.

James’ head was buried into your neck, where he softly nipped against your pulse, his deep moans matching yours as your nails dug into his back, leaving raised scratches. This was just what you wanted, to be able to hold onto someone, moulding both of your bodies together, lips hovering over each other and sharing pleasured whispers into each other's mouths and from the sounds coming from Sirius and Remus, their rough fucking was exactly what they needed to relieve their tensions.

You’d been close to cumming twice now, each time James slowed his pace until the sensation passed, he wanted to save his present for your orgasm, but the edging was adding to your heightened emotions.

“Please, James, I want you to make me cum”, you pleaded as your fingers stroked through his messy black hair. James slowed his thrusting pace down again, but his cock still held deep inside of you as he reached across the bed for his wand whilst he dipped his face to kiss your cheek, the edge of his glasses pressing against your nose.

Sirius and Remus, in their race to cum had both already found their release and cleaned up after themselves and were happily watching you be edged from the sides of the bed. This only made your desperation to orgasm much more intensified, knowing they were all watching you.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this, Honey?” he questioned as he sat back on his knees, air sweeping over the front of your body as he moved to a position so that he could see all of you properly, his cock still inside of you.

You nodded your head whilst looking up at him with wide eyes, and your body was hot with anticipation of the impending spell. James gave you one final heated kiss before pointing his wand to your core and muttering, “Voluptas”.

The second the last syllable left his lips, it was an instantaneous blast of pleasure throughout your body, and he wasn’t lying when he said he could feel it from the tip of your head to the bottom of your toes. It was an orgasm unlike any other; every fibre of your body was burning with pleasure and passion, endless streams of desperate moans and whimpers coming out of you that it took you a couple of seconds to try and catch your breath. Your back arched to match the pleasure that devoured your breasts, and each nipple had the sensation of being sucked and stroked at the same time as your toes curling as your legs clamped around his waist.

Then there was in between your legs, your clit was highly sensitive, every nerve feeling like it was being stroked with just the right amount of pressure and your cunt was pulsing with such intensity that James had dropped his wand to hold himself up as he too came from being milked by your hole. But, because of the high intensity, you’d not only squirted on his abdomen, but your body produced a high amount of juices that came flooding out of your cunt and soaked the sheets below, mixing with his seed.

Your orgasm lasted nearly a full minute, and by the end of it, you had all but melted into the bed, sweat and juices dripping over your body as a wide satisfied smile spread across your face. Your pupils were blown wide, and your eyes glazed over as you saw James leaning over you with a smile to match yours. 

“How are you feeling?” he asked, stroking your cheek as you tried to process what had just happened.

“Uh- I, um, tha-that was amazing”, you finally managed to say, even though your tongue felt three sizes too big for your mouth.

“I thought you’d like it”, he admitted, kissing your lips and stroking his hand in between your breasts, feeling your pounding heart beneath his palm.

“Could you do it again, please?”

James smirked but hesitated, really looking you over to see if you could even handle that again. “Remember what I said, Sweetheart? We don’t know your limits to the spell yet, so we need to be careful. I want to always give you as much pleasure as possible, but I also don’t want to hurt you”.

You tried to soften your gaze to look more presentable and not brain fucked from the spell as you continued to convince him to give you another euphoric orgasm. “I feel fine, James, I promise”.

Even with your promise, James looked towards his boyfriends to have their silent input as they both nodded their heads, seeing that you weren’t giving any noticeable signs of being in the wrong headspace or pain.

With one final kiss to your temple, James picked up his wand and repeated the spell.

The second time was just as intense and lasted 10 seconds longer than the first, so you were a mumbling mess by the end of it, with cramps starting to form in your legs from being tense through the orgasm for so long. However, it was still the best feeling you’d ever experienced; even if your pussy was feeling sensitive to even the light breeze that drifted around the room, you just wanted to feel it over and over again until you passed out.

“Again, please, James, again”, you pleaded, secretly attempting to reach for him, but your arms felt like jelly from where they lay next to your body.

“Now, don’t be getting greedy, Darling”, Sirius reprimanded from where he sat watching beside you.

“‘M not greedy. I Just want to feel good. I thought you wanted to show me just how much this morning meant to you?”. You were being manipulative, but, to be honest, you would have said anything at that moment to feel like that, your brain becoming fuzzy and muddled by the intensity of the orgasms. “What could go wrong? It’s just pleasure?”

Sirius smirked at your little show of defiance, and he looked up towards Remus with a raised eyebrow, wanting to know whether he agreed you could have another one. Remus contemplated for a moment as he stared down at you before nodding his head.

James pointed his wand towards you for the third time, muttering the spell in the same tone, however; everything was different this time. There were no pleasured sounds coming from your mouth, and your body did not arch in reaction. Instead, you were screaming, curling into a ball on your side with your arms wrapped around your middle.

Sirius and Remus rushed to your side, both grabbing onto you to see where it hurt. Sirius looked up at James, who was watching with frightened wide eyes, “James, stop the spell!”

James dropped his wand onto the bed, “I can’t- I don’t know how. There wasn’t anything in the book about stopping the spell!”

Sirius cursed and grabbed his wand from his pile of clothes on the floor, returning to your side and seeing the frightening look on your face as you continued to scream and not actually take any breaths. Remus noticed, too, as he grabbed your face in a harsh grip, trying to snap you out of the intense feelings as he demanded, “Love, I need you to breath, take a breath in for me, come on- breath!”

James was beyond panicking, hating that he couldn’t help and knowing he had caused this pain as he desperately grabbed his hair in shock, tears welling in his eyes and cascading down his cheeks.

Thankfully for everyone, Sirius had remembered hearing about a spell that relaxed your entire body, the opposite of the spell Petrificus Totalus in which the victim’s body would freeze in momentary paralysis; this relaxed all tension or tautness in the muscles.

Waving his wand and shouting the spell over your curled-up body, it worked with immediate effect as you collapsed into Remus’ eyes, but in your confusion and panic, you were still hyperventilating.

“Get me my wand!” Remus demanded from Sirius, who hastily stood from the bed to retrieve the item and then chucked it at the scarred Marauder before having to move his attention to James, who was also having a panic attack. Sirius grabbed James by the upper arm, pulling his naked body off of the bed and pressed him against the closest wall, his body crowding around his, and began whispering into his ear in an attempt to calm him down, “She's going to be fine James, but I need you to calm down too and breath for me or do I need to do what Remus is doing right now?”

Sirius was referring to the fact that Remus was pointing his wand at your mouth, casting a spell that forced air into your lungs, which you greedily breathed in with a gasp. “That’s it, breath it in; now it's your turn, breath in for me, Sweetheart”.

With air finally being welcomed into your body, it seemed to snap something inside of your brain as you continued to take big exaggerated breaths until the dizzy sensation passed. All the whilst, Remus continued to instruct you to breathe until your heart had settled to a normal rate and you weren’t breathing like you were out of breath.

Remus stroking your cheek, wiping away the beads of sweat, was what forced you to open your eyes and look around in confusion. You were being held against Remus’ chest, sweat and pussy juice coating the two of you as the spell had caused your body to produce more than you’d ever experienced before. Every single muscle in your body ached from being locked tensely in the same position for so long, and your throat was raw from the screaming, which meant that your next words came out in a croak, “Again! I’ve never felt anything like that before!”.

Even though the boys had watched you displayed agonised screams and curled up into a ball, it was because the spell had caused your cunt to tense and not relax like it usually did through an orgasm. Rather than your walls pulsing and throbbing, it had constricted and stayed like that, giving you that ultimate pleasure to the point of pain. However, due to the intensity, the hormones in your brain were all confused and had subsequently fallen into a deep subspace, perceiving the spell as something good and that you would want it again.

Remus knew you well enough to know what sort of headspace you were in right now and ignored your pleads, just instead held you close, beginning the aftercare but not the type he had hoped for, hating when you were so lost in your submissive thoughts that your wellbeing wasn’t your priority.

“Shhh, relax for me, Love. Let’s just stay like this for a little bit first”, Remus encouraged, rocking his body slightly to help lull you further.

“See James? She’s fine,” Sirius encouraged lowly to his boyfriend, who had finally stopped crying enough to see that you were breathing and being cared for by Remus. “Look at me; it was an accident, alright?”.

You could overhear James' name, and you frowned, wondering where he was, especially as he’d been the one in charge of your pleasure, so for him not to be by your side felt wrong. “I want James”, you mewled, wishing that your body would do what you wanted, but you were so exhausted you couldn’t even lift a finger right now.

“You hear that, Prongs? She needs you, so come on, let’s go over to her”, Sirius encouraged James with a quick reassuring kiss to the temple before tugging him over with their hands clinging together.

James hastily rubbed away the tear streaks down his cheeks, repositioning the glasses on his face and climbed back onto the bed and sat beside you, feeling the tension in his gut at ease as he could see your relaxed smile. Your eyes were still closed, so he held onto your hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze to let you know he was there.

“I love you”, you whispered, and he knew it was meant for him. His shoulders dropped even further in relief.

“I love you too, Honey”, James said in a hushed tone before looking up at Remus.

“Are you ok?” Remus asked with concern in his eyes.

James didn’t answer verbally, just simply nodded, and both Sirius and Remus knew he was lying. Sirius, who was sitting beside James, placed a reassuring arm around his shoulders, pulling on him slightly, “Come on, Prongs, let’s get you cleaned up and leave them for a little bit longer to get her bearings”.

The two moved into the bathroom, where the shower was turned on to a high temperature, and Sirius spent time washing James’ body and hair, making sure he was thoroughly clean but also found comfort in the touches. It wasn’t often that James needed the type of care that you received as all three of them were fairly dominant, but on occasions, each of them needed a bit of an extra helping hand to come down from an intense scene.

Remus continued to hold you tightly and even wondered if you’d fallen asleep at one point due to your breathing levelling out, but soon you began to wriggle and stretch each of your limbs out and groan deeply at the ache that still settled in them. Finally, your eyes opened. They were both still glazed over, and you were still feeling submissive and needy, but at least you weren’t begging to be hit with the spell again as you looked up into Remu’s kind eyes for comfort.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Um, sore and tired”, you answered honestly, voice still croaking from your overused throat. Remus noticed and summed a glass of water, helping to tilt it into your mouth and only being satisfied once you’d finished it all.

“Do you remember what happened?”

“Yes, I remember everything”, you admitted. A pang of guilt in your stomach lay heavy as you thought of James. Biting your lip, you tried to will the tears that filled the corners of your eyes, “I shouldn’t have asked James to do that to me; is he ok?”

Remus caressed your cheek, trying to reassure you, “he just needs a bit of tender love and care. He’ll be fine, Love. There’s plenty of time for that tomorrow as well, but I need to just make sure you’re all right. Where are you sore?”

“My throat is feeling a little better now, it’s mostly in between my legs and calves that ache, and it feels like I’ve got period cramps, but that’s probably because of the spell”.

Remus nodded as you spoke, visually inspecting the areas and deciding where he needed to rub balm into and other areas where he needed a warming pack which usually ended up being his hand as he ran at such a higher temperature compared to normal bodies due to his lycanthropy. 

Whilst still holding onto you, he easily reached across the bed and into the nightstand, then held a slab of chocolate out for you to eat, leaving a second and third piece out for Sirius and James when they returned from the shower. Happily, you ate the treat, humming with each bite as your insides warmed with energy before sitting up further in his lap so that your cheek lay against his heart. There, you listened to the steady beat, needing to be close to him for a couple more minutes.

After this, Remus carried you into the bathroom, where the shower was now empty as both men were drying off, but the water was still running for you both to stand under. “Do you want any help?” Sirius asked, stroking your arm as the two of you passed by him.

“No, I should be ok; you both get into bed. Don’t wait up, but it might need some cleaning first”, he mentioned, referring to the damp, stained bed sheets.

Remus took his time before lowering your feet to the floor, making sure you were feeling steady enough to begin washing your body as you tried to do the same to his, wanting to still feel close to him. However, the cramps in your abdomen became increasingly more uncomfortable, so the shower didn’t last too long so that you could quickly be dried, rub some healing balm into your calves and dress into some comfortable pyjamas and return to bed.

There, you found Sirius spooning James, both waiting eagerly for you and Remus to join them in bed. You climbed in first, facing James, who leaned close to kiss your lips tenderly and held your hands in between your bodies. Remus then made himself comfortable, his chest brushing against your back and legs entwining with yours, and one of his hands moving under your shirt to press against the cramping area. You moaned at the touch, closing your eyes, and before you could mutter a ‘goodnight’, you had already fallen asleep.

#the marauders #the marauders smut #james potter #james potter smut #james potter x reader #sirius black #sirius black smut #sirius black x reader #remus lupin #remus lupin smut #remus lupin x reader #hp smut #mine*

[stupidstrawberrystars]

Okay! I have this fic idea. Wolfstar and Jegulus. Ready? 

So, Remus and Sirius have been on/off dating since Hogwarts. They’re currently off and have been for the last year, the longest break they’ve had so far. 

Regulus didn’t go to Hogwarts, and runs into Sirius one day at a cafe and they get to catching up. Regulus and James flirt but, despite prompting from Regulus, James won’t ask him out. 

So once the brothers are vibing, maybe a month after re-meeting, Sirius introduces Regulus to Remus and they hit it off. Platonic Moonwater is living it up.

And then Regulus decides to introduce his friends to his brother and the others. They get along alright(ish) but Remus really hits it off with everyone (mostly…)

So Remus starts hanging out with the Slytherin Skittles more often. 

Say like 2-3 months later and they’re all hanging out (Skittles and Remus) and Barty goes, “I’m the opposite of gullible, I never fall for your shit Regulus” after some conversation about Regulus’ tricks.

And it gives Regulus an idea. 

So later that night when they’re alone, Regulus comes to Remus with said idea. 

There’s a fancy social event happening in like two weeks that Regulus is invited too. And he’s got a plus one. So he suggests Remus and him go as a “couple“ to prank Barty. And Regulus isn’t supposed to know Barty will be there (you can thank Evan for telling him) so it’ll seem like Remus and Regulus are just trying to get away from everyone and be together in secret. 

Remus is in since he’s been finding Barty a bit annoying and wants to prove that he is gullible. Plus he’s doubting Sirius intent behind his recent flirting with Remus and he could use a fun night out to distract himself. 

So they go. They go and they trick Barty so fast it’s laughable… but Regulus has been weird all night. He keeps sneaking glances at the door to the big fancy room they’re in, and 30 minutes ago he asked Remus if it’d be alright if they kissed to fuck with his homophobic boss who’s here… except they still haven’t done it? And Regulus isn’t super touchy.

Just when Remus is about to ask what’s going on, Regulus turns to him and announces they must kiss. And they do.

It’s alright. Regulus makes some joke about Sirius’ pining making more sense now he knows what a good kisser Remus is. And Remus doesn’t even get to ask about the “pining” because from the other side of the room, a very familiar voice yells “WHAT THE FUCK?”

And then Sirius and James are stood in front of Remus and Regulus.  

Oh. That’s why he’s been watching the door. Regulus knew Barty would tell James, to be a pain, and that these two would come here and see their kiss and then, what? Beg for them back? 

Regulus played Remus. The genius.

Anyway, Sirius starts talking, contradicting himself every next sentences, going from saying he’s happy for them and doesn’t want to lose them, to calling them names and accusing Regulus of backstabbing him. Then he leaves. James whispers, “I should’ve asked sooner Reg. Taken my head out my arse. I’m sorry.” And follows Sirius. Clearly Barty told them what they told him. They’ve “been together” for two months.  James and Sirius both thought him and Regulus were an actual real couple. 

Remus freezes for a moment but then he heads to the exit to follow them, Regulus close behind. And Remus shoots him a look. An annoyed one.

So they get outside and before Sirius and James can get in a taxi, Reg yells “WE’RE NOT DATING YOU DICKS!” 

Sirius turns around and silently walks over to Regulus with the most murderous look on his face. And whispers “What?”

Then Remus decides to interject, “We’re not dating. For the record though, we could. You two have been fucking hopeless at communicating with us. Hell, we’ve been broken up over a year Sirius.”

And Sirius turns to Remus, and with a slightly raised but wobbly voice, he answers, “We’ve been on and off again since we started dating Remus. We weren’t supposed to end on OFF. I still have the fucking ring I was going to give you before you broke up with me, it’s in the corner of my room. And while you’ve been kissing my brother, I’ve been planning a big gesture to ask you out again for months. Fuck, I was going to do it next week. The anniversary of when we met.” 

(btw Remus broke up with Sirius but because Sirius was pulling away and they weren’t talking. They’re at equal fault but where Remus has been trying to talk, Sirius has been brushing it off and just flirting). 

But long story short, Remus kisses Sirius and they’re all happy again. Oh and they agree to get some couples therapy. Cause that’s always important. 

Then James makes his cutesy speech, going all, “I should’ve gotten over myself sooner” and “I wanted to make it perfect” and “I thought maybe you didn’t actually like me and just liked out flirting thingy” and, after some torture from Regulus, pretending to say no, they hook up too.

And everyone’s happy :) 

#dead gay wizards #marauders era #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #regulus black #wolfstar #jegulus #fic ideas #fanfic ideas

[fleetingcalypso]

I am very sorry to bother you, but a very sweet prompt fleeted into my mind as I prepared myself to come out to my parents, and I'd thought I'd share it in the sheer hope you'd read it, enjoy the thought and perhaps write something based on it, if you're comfortable.

Just imagine, you're very close to Sirius Black (you can choose to which degree, platonically, romantically, interested but not together yet, preferably the last because hehe). You've known for a while you were transgender (FtM) but never had the strength to come out, fearing rejection and alienation from the friend group. Just a sweet little comfort fic because I'm anxious as fuck.

≋ What you're doing is extremely brave, I'm so very proud of you. I wish you the best, friend. Know that whatever goes down, you'll never be judged or rejected here. I'll pray your coming out will be met with love and affection.

≋ Sirius Black x TransMasc!Reader ≋

≋ Word Count: 2285 words.

≋TW: Dysphoria, Misgendering (not done by Sirius)

Hogwarts seemed intimidating, more than anything. Eleven year old me, sitting in that train, chewing my nails and staring out at the moving scenery, had not the slightest idea that finding friends would be as easy as breathing. At least it is when four troublemakers decide to adopt you into their friend group, barely a week after classes started.

‘The marauders’ they’d call themselves, not so slowly becoming every professor’s nightmare.

They each had something that made them so intriguing. The four of them were attached at the hip, and with me being dragged into their pranks and escapades things only got more entertaining. Even as my house was far away from the castle we studied at, every day I got to spend with them made it feel like I was home, with their jokes and their being able to light up a dull moment with only a couple of words. James, Sirius, Remus and Peter welcomed me in, as one of them.

In the midst of my lowest moments I wondered, would they still accept me if I let my walls down? I sprinkled seeds of the truth here and there: I cut my hair short, I opted for pants instead of the usual skirt, I was at my happiest during winter - when finally I could show off the baggiest of sweaters to conceal the appendages on my chest. It’s not purely a physical discomfort, though. It’s in the little things, small seemingly meaningless moments that no one appears to notice but me. 

People perceive me differently based on how I move even the tiniest of muscles, it is painfully obvious. The boys have never done it, not once, they’ve always treated me as one of them. Never has one of them implied me being weaker, more delicate or called me ‘sweetheart’ in that obnoxious way lots of people do when they’re trying to put me back in my place.

 My head constantly feels underwater with the knowledge that if I were to sit wrong I’d be labeled as a girl, if I walk in a specific way it’ll put attention on my hips, even just standing, unmoving, gives me anxiety. The most insignificant of movements could shoot down the image of me that I want people to see whenever they lay eyes on me.

I feared the worst each time I let my mind tug me into a daydream. Deep down I knew, they’d never turn their back on a friend, but fear nipped at my heels every day. Not only was I hiding who I was from them, but I was lying to their faces about it as well. What hurt me the most, though, was not being able to admit my identity to Sirius.

Sirius Orion Black, he’s been the one that made sure I felt safe around him and the lads. More than once I caught myself being entranced by his words as he let the rest of us know what a nightmare his family life was. He was the total opposite of what his mother wanted him to be, yet that didn’t stop him from being his pure unfiltered self, if anything he enhanced each trait she found disgusting. Sirius wasn’t scared to be his true self, even if it meant going against his blood.

It sparked something in me. My heart has been his, for a long time now.

Sirius, with his raven locks, smooth skin and ever present smirk on his face is the one and only subject of all my dreams. He constantly looks as though he knows everyone’s secrets. The thought makes my stomach twist. When I awake, with the moon still high up in the sky, I almost turn to the pillow beside me, to take a peek at him, they’re that realistic. 

At any rate, if there’s someone that I feel should be the one to know the true me, it is him. I contemplated asking all four of them to meet me, but I don’t think I could rip the bandaid that easily. I want to talk to the one who knows -somewhat- how it feels to have expectations placed on oneself, the one who knows that being someone you’re not is more painful than the Crucio curse itself. Of course our situations are oceans apart: he doesn’t deal with having the need to hide certain parts of my body, or with the numerous wailing moments caused by being born in the wrong body, but I think he'd be the first one to accept me.

I had a whole speech prepared, a letter pages and pages long that I was going to give him, so he could read it without my presence, but as I hear his footsteps approaching me, I can imagine him already. His wand resting behind his ear and tie loosened, hands comfortably and nonchalantly situated in the pockets of his jeans with his luscious hair possibly styled into a bun.

“You’ve been rather gloomy lately, mate.” His foot taps my leg, before he lowers himself to sit next to me. We’ve always enjoyed sitting in the astronomy tower together, in the short span of time between a prank or two. Here, we don’t have to worry about being something else, we’re just humans admiring the stars. In hindsight, I should have figured out he knew I’d be hiding out here, as for my ‘being gloomy’, well, I thought I’d done a good job pretending. Apparently not. It makes me wonder if he’s seen through all of my white lies.

“You know how it is, life is hard.” I turn to him, expecting a silly joke like ‘Life is hard, but I’m harder’, something stupid to cheer me up as he usually does, but said joke never makes it into reality. He’s not even smiling, his lip is caught between his teeth in a clearly troubled look, it doesn’t suit him. No trace of a bun holding his luscious hair in place, what a shame.

“Are you okay though?” He whispers, even if we are the only beating hearts in the room and the sincerity in his voice almost brings me to tears. “I mean it when I say you haven’t been yourself lately.” I haven’t fully been myself for ages, but he doesn’t know that. Of course he doesn’t. I’ve been everything but myself. Oh, how many times have I hoped I could just rip my chest apart and rid myself of this body that doesn’t belong to me, before emerging from the depth of it as the man I know I am.

My tongue is threatening me to run faster than my mind. ‘I’m a man’ I want to shout, ‘I have always been a man, from the moment I was born, and I hope you can accept me for what I am.’ It sounds so easy in my head, which is why I hate it more than anything when my throat dries up as soon as I part my lips. His gaze falls to them, but it comes back up to meet my eyes when only a sigh escapes from them.

In being faced with my hesitation he speaks again, a subtle comforting smile on his face, “Hey, I’m not holding you hostage. You don’t have to talk about it, if you don’t feel like it.” His elbow meeting my side in a gentle shove sends my heart ablaze, it is just a simple touch, not even skin on skin, yet it makes my entire body warm up.

“If one day you woke up and saw that you were trapped in a cage, what would you do?” I tentatively ask, testing the waters of the ocean I know I am going to dive in today. My question causes a corner of his lips to tilt upwards, “I’d pick the lock,” He says, as if the solution would be that easy. I foolishly hope it was.

“What if there is no lock to pick? What if you could escape it, but you’d have to face one of the biggest fears in your life in order to do so?” 

His answer, before I can even finish the last syllable, “I’d do it. If it means freedom, I’d do anything. You know it.” His hand rests on my shoulder, I can feel his thumb pressing into my muscles, more than anything I want to hug him and confess my reality with my face hidden in his neck. But I don’t. I’m tired of hiding. My life has turned into a twisted version of hide and seek, where I’m both the seeker and the one hiding. I seek a day where I won’t have to hold back anymore, a day where I’ll be able to use a masculine pronoun without expecting weird looks towards me, yet I hide away in the darkness, afraid of the future, afraid of losing everything I’ve built so far. 

I’ve built mansions, cathedrals, palaces with precarious foundations and I think the time has come to fix that. 

“What’s with all the philosophical talk today? Cages and fears and whatnot. Is it a new idea for a prank? Because if it is you need to hear one James had just a while ago-”

“I’ve been lying to you, Sirius.” I confess with the taste of bile in the back of my throat. The letter I had prepared and read so many times I’d memorized it sits deep in the pockets of my pants, I’m running on no script and no idea of where this conversation will bring us. I have no patience to hear what he might say, so I don’t even stop to breathe before I speak again.

“I’ve been lying to all of you, even to myself at times. I want to preface this by saying that I understand if this is confusing to you, or if you don’t understand where this is coming from but I am not the girl you boys befriended all those years ago. I’ve never been a girl, not once, but this doesn’t mean I’ve been faking to be your friend. I’m still the friend that helped you get out of detention, I’m still the friend that sent professors down the wrong hallway when they would ask for you mid prank preparation, I’m still the friend that would do your essays for you in exchange for part of your food at lunch. I’m still your friend, just not the friend you thought you had.” The words flow out like a river overflowing, it is only as I say the last word that I notice the tears rolling down my cheeks, “I’m not a girl,” I say again, my voice cracking in a sob, “I’m a guy.” 

The grip he had on my shoulder tightens for a moment before he lets out the loudest sigh of relief I’ve ever heard, “By Merlin’s beard, you scared me half to death there.” His other hand rests on his chest, most likely trying to relax his beating heart that, if it’s pounding half the speed of mine, then it must be fighting tooth and nail to escape his ribcage. Something halfway through another sigh and a chuckle comes from him as his head shakes, “So, you’re a bloke, huh? Is that what you’re telling me?” 

I nod, swallowing the gulp stuck in my throat, I can’t force myself to make a sound. The arm wrapping itself around my shoulder and pulling me into Sirius takes me by surprise, “You were always one of the lads, mate.” He says, grinning ear to ear, “Thank you for telling me. I can’t imagine this was easy for you…” The weight on my back does not abandon me completely, it is only the tiniest amount lighter. The first step is taken, there is no going back, little by little he’ll be able to uncover all of me. One small step at a time. Now it is no time to let him know how the only things I smelled while brewing amortentia was his cologne, butterbeer and the occasional cigarette. 

I don’t know what else to say, it feels like I just lept from a flying broom awaiting contact with the ground, but the crash never comes, my bones never break and no absurd pain breaks through me. “Thank you for still being here.” I choke out. His thumb runs over the corners of my eyes, the silver rings on his fingers graze my hot skin, “Thank you for telling me.” He repeats, dragging my body closer to his in a warm hug, “I want you to know, telling the others, that’s your choice. I won’t say a word. There’s no rush. I’ll even hold your hand while you do it.”

I melt in his arms. His last remark, as teasing as it was, is enough to pull a smile out of me. “I’ll make sure to let you know whenever I’m ready so you can wash your hands first. Who knows what you’ve touched.”

“Wow, rude much.” Sirius holds me for what feels like a lifetime. They say Hogwarts is the safest place there is, but I think I’ve found a worthy adversary to that claim. We don’t say anything, I said my piece and he listened. That’s all that was important. One day I’m going to have to tell James, Remus and Peter as well, but that can wait for now. The worst is done. 

“Do you feel a little more free now?” He murmurs in my ear, “Has that cage began to feel like something you could escape from?”

“Yes.” And I mean it when I say it. The future looks brighter than it ever has.

#fleetingcalypso #calypsodaydreams #sirius black x male reader #sirius black x m!reader #hurt/comfort #marauders x reader #male reader #trans lives matter #reader insert #writing

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

"Remember when you came to my bed almost every night, and we talked?"

Of course Sirius remembered. It was easy to tell James stuff back then. To gossip about other people. To plan pranks and mischief. To dream about the future. They would do everything together. Be friends forever.

Sirius had been wanting to talk with James again. Sure, they saw each other all the time. They joked like before. Everything was normal. But they didn't have these conversations anymore. Sirius didn’t know when it became so difficult to tell James what was going on in his mind. The more they grew up, the more they kept things from each other.

"Yeah, of course I remember" Sirius smiled.

"I miss that" James said as they paced along the Rugby Pitch. It had been his idea to talk right now. Just the two of them. And Sirius was surprised he was bringing it up.

"Now you sneak into Remus' bed" James added with a smirk "For different reasons, obviously"

Sirius smiled at that.

"We don't always have sex" Sirius answered embarrassed "We talk too, and sleep... And cuddle..."

It was still weird to talk to James about Remus. Sirius was still so confused with the feelings he had for that boy. How much he needed him. How much he cared for him. At night, he clenched to his waist secretly scared that somehow this would end, or he would fuck up and push Remus away. But Sirius couldn't hide his feelings anymore. They were stronger than himself.

James had told Sirius everything about his feelings for Evans. And Sirius used to joke saying James was being silly. He used to say what he felt for Evans was not love, just infatuation. And that he should move on. Now he finally understood what James actually felt for the ginger. It was bigger than he could imagine. Sirius felt it for Remus. Love. But yet he struggled to talk about it fully with James. He had maintained this stupid reputation of a heartbreaker in front of James. And for what, impress him? James was the most sappy and romantic bloke he knew.

"Aarrg! Too gay for me" James teased. Sirius chuckled.

"Do you want me to go to your bed and do that with you?" Sirius teased shoving his shoulder.

James laughed "My heart belongs to Lily"

"She doesn't have to know" Sirius winked.

"Mmm... Padsie" James raised an eyebrow "What about Remus?"

"He doesn't have to know" Sirius smirked.

"You are so hot when you are evil"

Sirius laughed.  Everything was easy when they teased each other like that. It was their joke.

They went quiet again as they walked to the stands and took a seat at the lower one.

"No but seriously..." James added "Can we talk to each other again like before? Tell each other stuff?..." he ruffled his hair "Not everything.. But.."

Sirius genuinely smiled. He would want that more than anything.

"I would love that!" Sirius exclaimed, making James looked at him and then he added to the floor "I missed you too"

James smiled, he patted Sirius' back, ruffled his hair and pulled him in for a quick kiss on the forehead.

And then he pulled away embarrassed. Sirius was still smiling.

"I race you back to the Common Room!"

Before James could answer, he ran off as quickly as possible.

"Oi! Prongs!" Sirius yelled "Not fair, you fucking athlete"

But Sirius laughed as he started running after James. He was so glad that James out of all people would accept this part of him. A part he had been trying to hide for so long. Sirius still wasn't sure what he was, if he was actually queer. All he knew was that he loved Remus. And he was glad that he had his best friend by his side.

#marauders #maraudersera #sirius black #james potter #remus lupin #wolfstar #jily #sirius and james

[fanfic-recs-01]

Jegulus Fics

This is just a list of all the Regulus Black/James Potter fics I like on AO3, if you have any recs for me feel free to send me some!

Updated 5/15/24

Confessing to a lunatic by MiriamMT

~another James tells Sirius he is dating Regulus fic because they are funny.~

my almost lover by alarainai 

~“If I was dating Regulus, I would have noticed.”

A pause. His friends all stare at him with various levels of disbelief. Suddenly, he feels very stupid.

“Are you sure?” Remus asks.~

A star for a summer's day by her_smile_forges_galaxies 

~Barty is in love with Evan, and he doesn't know what to do about it. Regulus is in love with James, and he doesn't know what to do about it.

Luckily for both of them, Barty has a foolproof plan (or maybe not so full proof after all, but you can't blame a guy for trying)~

Regulus Black's Favourite Gryffindor by MiriamMT

~Regulus became an Animagus because he wouldn't let Sirius and his friends become the youngest wizards to have ever accomplished that. Being a cute, black cat he gets into every common room - scratching everyone who tries to touch him, except for a certain James Potter. He also so happens to be able to A) annoy his brother who is allergic to cats and B) overhear interesting conversations.~

sometimes it’s easier to be invisible by introvertedhufflepuff

~Regulus Black hates James Potter. He's loud, egotistic, and replaced Regulus at a time he needed Sirius the most. But when Regulus gets kicked out of his home and forced to live with him, will their spark grow or die?~

In All Your Gorgeous Colours by AlexSW97

~When the Prophet prints a photo of Regulus snogging a bloke in Hogsmeade, Regulus realises he can't stay at Grimmauld Place any longer. He follows after his brother, who ran away only a few months before. Sirius just happens to be living with James, who Regulus has fancied for years.~

Far Too Young to Die by xjustakay

~Sirius couldn’t bear the thought of leaving his little brother behind, left for a life of darkness. James would have his heart broken knowing he could have protected Regulus, too, but did nothing. And thus a master plan is concocted.~

Truth Be Told by QueenOfStormySkies

~James has never had a problem playing Truth or Dare before, but he’s also never had such a big secret to hide.~

comfortably numb by littlelous

~Regulus and Sirius Black have the worst fucking family in the world- James Potter, the best. Sirius is already living with the Potter's, but dire circumstances call for dire actions in the case of one Regulus Black. He hates his brother. He hates his brother's friends. But at this point, he doesn't have a choice. Bitter feelings are worked through, pranks are executed, Quidditch games are played, and teenagers fall in agonizing, beautiful, terrible young love.~

lost and found by rxgulus

~The marauders gain a new companion on their monthly adventures around the grounds of Hogwarts. James Potter finds himself incredibly attached to his new feline friend, so when the cat stops showing up he is understandably devastated. Thankfully, Remus is full of good ideas, and putting up flyers with Whiskers’ cute fluffy face on yields a reward he could never have foreseen.~

You idiot, Potter. by aithusarosekiller

~James didn't know that it was Amortentia...which is why the whole school finds out that he is attracted to Regulus Black. Good one, Sirius.~

James Potter's Application to Court Regulus Black by MiriamMT

~“Hello and welcome, my name is James Potter and this is my presentation on ‘Why I should be allowed to date Regulus Black’.”~

Smash or Pass? by MiriamMT

~Remus and Sirius just moved in together. Their friends get a hold of Sirius' Family Photos and decide to play Smash or Pass - until James sees pictures of a particularly beautiful young man. He immediately wants to meet him, and vows to marry him. Much to Sirius' horror, this man isn't some distant, long-dead cousin but his brother.~

The Mystery of the Pears by sonwar

~n the cave, Regulus doesn’t beg for it to stop. He begs not be left behind, alone.Perhaps this is why, when Kreacher gives one last look over his shoulder and sees terrible, pale hands reaching for his master, he appears in a flash at Regulus’ side, clutches him by the elbow, and Apparates them both out of the cave, directly disobeying his master’s last order.~

Like a Ballast by orphan_account

~When Regulus realises he doesn't want to follow the path his mother set out for him, he attempts to seek support with his brother. Sneaking into Gryffindor Tower is easy, but he chooses the wrong bed, and winds up face-to-face with James Potter, his long-time crush, and the person his family blames for corrupting his brother.~

just lovers (like we were supposed to be) by bizarrestars 

~Or, the one in which James Potter wants to prove he'd be a good boyfriend to Lily Evans and comes up with the brilliant plan to fake date Regulus Black his way into falling in love. It doesn't quite go as anyone expects.~

hard feelings by jilylicious

~in a parallel universe Sirius grabs Regulus' arm right before he vanishes into thin air when he's sixteen~

This House Could Be A Home by Fullmoonstar00

~Sirius Black has been living with the Potter’s for nearly 2 years and is constantly filled with guilt and regret about leaving Regulus behind. In the summer before the Marauder’s sixth year, Regulus turns up at the house with nowhere else to go and no one else to turn to. ~

invisible string by moonysdustymarsbars

~Regulus Black wakes up one morning to find himself in James Potter's bed in the Gryffindor tower. It isn't until it happens again that he questions whether his bed is cursed or if fate is pushing them together.~

#jegulus #fic recs #regulus black x james potter

[moonlightdancer26]

do you think marauder fans are literate? asking for a friend. i just saw a post that reads word for word like this-----

"HC that the prank was actually truly Remus' idea: he told Sirius that he should pls tell snape about the whomping willow, so Remus can snuff snape once and for all. Sirius agrees and goes through with it, but James realises something is off, and gets the info out of Sirius, to then go on and safe snaps sorry ass (still pls. That boy thought there was a werewolf. Why follow him? Why not just go to Dumby??)

Remus didn't speak to James for a month afterward bc James had destroyed his proudest moment by saving snape"

wtf, moon, what is this. someone please teach marauder stans to fucking read.

My faith in humanity after reading this headcanon:

This is actually insane 😭 if it’s for some dark!Remus and dark!Sirius AU then I’m all here for it, but if they think this could’ve been an actual possibility in canon then.. idek what to say 😀

It’s obviously not good to generalise a whole fandom—generalisation of any kind isn’t okay. But holy shit do I question the brainpower of 70% of the Marauders fandom every single day 😭 This isn’t to say that all their fics are badly-written; while the more popular ones are insanely overrated in my opinion, I have read some genuinely well-written fanfics made by Marauder stans and/or Snape antis. A lot of what’s good about fanfictions is the characterisations of canon characters, and I think the part where they mess up the most is with the amount of mischaracterisation that’s in their fics. If it weren’t for their names, I’d hardly realise that a majority of Marauders fics were actually about the Marauders. 😭

Also, why would Remus get mad at James for that? 💀 mans was just trying to prevent a murder. I can only imagine the explanation Remus would have to give to James… “hey, why do you seem mad at me, Moony? Have I done something?” “WHY DIDN’T YOU LET US KILL SNIVELLUS???? YOU’RE SO UNFAIR” “..what?”

Anyway, if this was dark!Wolfstar or something like that, then that would be a pretty interesting idea in a fanfic, but there’s no way people actually think this is a plausible idea to have 😭

#their headcanons are so weird that it’s funny 😭 #anti marauderfen #anti marauder stans #anti marauders stans #anti marauders stan #harry potter #hp #ask #asks

[garfieldsladybird]

barmaid | the marauders.

the marauders (james potter) x fem!reader. (use’s she).

Warnings — fluff. blurb. smoking weed/pot/cannabis. alcohol; parents drinking. cussing. loving parents :) mentions of a TV show making young adults make dinner out of a deer.. im sorry :(

Summary — smoking with mia and monty causes James spirit to die a little and you become a bartender.

Credits: This is my work. I do not own Harry Potter but this is fanfiction, and I created this. It is not to be plagiarized.

Masterlist, Navigation, Poly!marauders List.

It’s a little after 9 p.m. as the hazy smoke in your best friends parents dimly-lit room begins to reach up to the ceiling. The greatly rolled blunt makes its way around the circle and back to you, diminishing in size each time. Leaning against a desk on the floor you get a little lost in the smoke that was surrounding all of you.

As you begin to focus a bit too hard on creating rings of smoke from your mouth, your neighbor in the circle, Sirius says, “Oi, pass it will ya?” funny enough he said it with a smile, jokingly.

As he said that you were already re-inhaling for another hit before passing it to Sirius who was on the edge of the bed in front of you, Remus was sitting behind him looking at a book that Monty wanted him to read but you didn’t know what it was about. The parents were drinking, Mama Mia was going on about something about dogs and she was sitting on a stool that was next to you but you couldn’t see her face while Monty was sitting on the other side of Sirius, James was sitting behind his dad on the bed.

These moments were the best, everyone was having fun, relaxing and smoking. There’s conversations going on around you but you weren’t really paying attention to any of them, your eyes were on the tv. On the TV screen, a show was playing but it was a real life show and it was where these parents sent their, most likely, young adult children to a wildlife show where they have to spend a few days in the forest and survive going through different tasks but the tasks are also life lessons. One of those life lessons seems to be making dinner, which includes cutting up the animal of that meal, it so happens to be a deer.

A shocked expression comes on your face when you see that a it was a deer, it wasn’t showing anything that explicit but it was dead. That’s for sure.

Looking over to your dearest friend James, you now notice that he was also watching the show with a terror-stricken expression, His eyes widened with no glasses, mouth parted open, head a little tilted to the right giving off the ‘what the fuck is this?!’ look that Remus would give Sirius when he suggested stupid prank ideas.

“Now you see this is what I was doing when i was your age,” Mama Mia comments, “My ma made me do this shit if i was bad!” She laughs before sipping on her alcoholic beverage which was vodka and cranberry juice, pretty good actually.

“You’ve had to cut up a deer before?” James asks his mum with an appalled look and a shocked voice.

“Yeah, you know I lived on a farm growing up.” she explains but says it like he should know this by now which he does but he’s shocked. “Oh! you know we ate a dear I caught once when you were younger?”

“What!?!”

“Oh don’t worry we haven’t done it in awhile and I don’t think I want to get back into that.” The only reply she got after that was just a deep breath of relief. One she may or may not know the reason of why.

The show continued on and so did the conversations, the diminishing blunt now being passed to james, smoke filled his mouth as he inhaled, looking real nice when he blow it out.

“Hey, barmaid, new drink ah?” Monty says, grabbing your attention from james, looking over you see him holding his cup looking at you with his usual playful grin that james always has.

“Oh yeah,” you mumbly, getting up with a smile you grab his cup to go and make him a new drink, before leaving he stops to tell you how much ice and alcoholic, and redbull.

“Wait, why does she get to make the drink?” Sirius asks, looking at you and him with wide eyes and a pout.

“Cause shes’s the only one who makes it right, and you always drink it.” Monty tells his son, laughing at the gasp and the face of betrayal Sirius made. Even though he should be used to the dramatic acts by now.

“She drinks it to!”

‎© 𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽𝗌𝗅𝖺𝖽y𝖻𝗂𝗋𝖽. 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾!!

— I didn’t really know what else to add and I kind of just wanted to end it. If you like it and maybe want another one or for me to continue this kind of thing, please request it :) 🫶

#garfield.hp #lady is writing ;) ✏️ #jamie. 🦌 #moony 🍫 #pads ​🦴 #my boys 🌳 #marauders era imagine #marauders one shot #marauders poly #marauders x reader #marauders #marauders era #the ​marauders era #the marauders fanfiction #marauders x you fluff #marauders x f!reader #the marauders x reader #marauders x y/n #marauders fics #marauders fluff #james potter x you #james potter fluff #james potter #james potter imagine #james potter x reader blurb #james potter imagines #sirius black #sirius black fluff #remus lupin #remus lupin fanfiction

[teaforthotxxx]

My marauders post-hogwarts career HC is:

(Gryffindor Edition)

James becomes a professional quidditch player. He’s a legend at Hogwarts and almost every student (YES! Even slytherins because he’s married to one) absolutely adores him. He still comes back to Hogwarts every once in a while just to scout for prospective recruits (and check up on his family) and hosts a quidditch mini-league every year. He loves to shout out his friends and his son (Harry hates this because he gets embarrassed). He also comes back to Hogwarts to make sure Regulus isn’t overworking himself and occasionally sneaks a prank or two at Snape (even though Reg and Remus will chastise him after).

Remus is obviously DADA professor. However, he doesn’t live on campus. Instead, he has a cottage that he bought near Hogsmeade. He spends his weekends there making tea and hanging out with Sirius. They have a portkey to the forbidden forest where they spend full moons with the rest of the marauders. He is also working in a dissertation about wolfsbane and how to make it more readily available. He also looks out for students being picked on and maybe not so secretly implies a prank idea or two. When he started teaching, the first thing he did was look for the confiscated Marauders map in Filch’s cupboard (HE WANTED IT BACK HE SPENT A LOT OF TIME ON IT) but realised it was missing. It didn’t take long though for him to realise that it was in the crafty hands of Fred and George Weasley. He couldn’t wait to tell the other the other three marauders when he found out!!

Sirius is a philanthropist explorer who goes around supporting new medicine and exploring new unique places. He probably turned grimmauld house into a orphanage (specialising in helping werewolf children and muggleborns). It may seem like he has a flexible schedule but his job keeps him really busy and he never knows when his next break is. So, he is always stumbling into Remus’ cottage at random times or making surprise visits to Hogwarts. When he’s there, he brokers deals with Dumbledore to allow more werewolf students in. He even renovated the shrieking shack so its more comfortable for them during the full.

Peter (he was a triple spy for the order! He had to because Voldemort was threatening his already sick mother) grew out of his shell more and became the head of publishing at the Prophet. Since he was such a gossip in school, he came into the job with a pre-existing network of information. It doesn’t hurt that his besties are all war heroes. When the war ended and he realised that people were picking on young deatheaters (those forced into the cause by their parents), he was the only newspaper brave enough to publish an exclusive with war heroes Regulus Black and Evan Rosier about how family can shape your choices and how to break out of it. Of course, he is also the only one that can get Sirius Black to sit down for an interview (no one realises these articles always suspiciously get published after a full moon aka the only time Peter can get Sirius to SIT THE FUCK DOWN). He

As the one who sent the finishing blow to the Dark Lord, Lily BAMF Evans was immediately indicted into the Auror Hall of Fame. She has since risen up the ranks and is basically Moody’s second in command. She was originally apprehensive about taking on such a challenging job so close after the war (esp cause her son was still a baby) but was convinced by Mary (her then Fiancee now wife). And, even then, she only said yes because Harry’s other parents: Mary (a model), Regulus (a potions teacher) and James (a quidditch player) had large chunks of the year off and would be able to take care of him. She is campaigning for more muggle borns to be allowed into Auror training (since most of them are still purebloods) and has been working hard with Regulus to make appeals to the Wizengmot.

No one was surprised that Marlene Mckinnon became a professional Quidditch player too. But everyone was shocked when they found out that she purposefully picked a different team from Potter! It had something to do with the fact that she always wanted to properly play against him but never had the chance to. But, also she picked her team because it was her wife, Dorcas’, favourite team! She loves taunting James because she happens to be in Reg’s favourite team (and well, Regulus sits with Dorcas in her stands during their games). As a proud Gryffindor, she still likes to dunk on Slytherins (esp when she is near the Slytherin Skittles) and makes a show of only hugging “the only bearable one” Pandora. Everyone just rolls their eyes because not only did she marry the Slytherin Head Girl, she was also the first to propose (she did it half an hour after Lily vanquished the dark lord and she was still in bandages).

#marauders #anti jk rowling #netflix #harry potter #hp fic #james potter #marauders era #peter pettigrew #meta #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #jegulus #head #hogwarts houses #gryffindor #lily evans

[saintsenara]

If you're feeling the violence, I'd love to hear your thoughts on 1, 8, 18 or 25 😈

thank you for the questions from the choose violence ask game, anon!

1. who is the character everyone gets wrong?

obviously, this is caveated with read and write and interpret characters how you want, but sirius, 100%.

and i'm not just referring to the womanising, prank-playing, "you're not serious?"/"yes, I am" version of fanon, but also the dark-aristocrat!sirius which has been created in many fics to counter this portrayal.

i find myself really not fond of a sirius who is, at any one time, one argument with dumbledore away from becoming a death eater; who finds himself saying "mudblood"; who feels more comfortable around characters like lucius malfoy than he does lily; and who would happily take a hereditary seat [not a thing!] on the same wizengamot that will later sentence him to azkaban without a trial.

yes, sirius undoubtedly had a lot to unlearn from his childhood, and i think we are absolutely supposed to suspect that this included blood-supremacist prejudice. yes, sirius' capacity for arrogance and cruelty and ruthlessness are very voldemort-ish characteristics. yes, the difficulty sirius has with reconciling the fact that many death eaters are his own flesh-and-blood is obvious in canon.

but once he made the choice to stand against voldemort his rejection of the world he came from was total. as long as he loves james - and he will always love james - there is nothing on earth that could drag him back.

[i'm also going to answer this by mentioning the concept everyone gets wrong, because this truly does annoy me: occlumency.]

contrary to what you see if you read any snape-centric pairing, occlumency is not the total shutting down of all emotion. it is controlling your emotions, under enormous mental pressure, to an extent which allows you to lie fluently. putting up occlumency walls/shields is not a thing - or, not a thing as fanon uses it - and snape is not a good occlumens because he's emotionally repressed, he's a good occlumens because he's petty.

8. what is a common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about?

there is not a single soul on earth incapable of redemption.

i do not want to see another 1000-note tumblr post or 500-comment reddit circlejerk about how malfoy or snape or whoever you want to choose is irredeemable; that their crimes are so heinous there is never any space - in canon or fanon - for them to be forgiven.

the harry potter series is not morally spotless by any means, but one thing it does - in my opinion - do right is highlight the complex and combined power of failure, grief, regret, atonement, and forgiveness, and how this is a weapon in the face of hatred, rage, and arrogance.

and it's an important lesson! at some point in all of our lives we will fuck up badly - maybe even to the extent of joining a terrorist group intent on murdering our peers [i come from northern ireland, i've seen it happen; and this is in "peacetime", when the lure of the paramilitaries is a fraction as strong as it was during the troubles] - and we will long to be forgiven. and we will deserve it.

to be human is to have access to the fragile, beautiful possibility of atonement. even if you're as much of a knob as draco malfoy.

18: it's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on...

the fact that hagrid is a death eater.

i'm being facetious here, but i would love to see more fics which explore the idea that hagrid's deranged buffoonery is all an act, allowing one of the most evil men in history to operate under dumbledore's nose.

"he is at hogwarts, that faithful servant". so true, my lord, and he's teaching care of magical creatures.

25: what is a common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing?

this is a call-out post for myself, because i complain about this all the time, which is petty and boring and i need to get the fuck over it.

yes, ideally stories will be britpicked, but, in the grand scheme of things, americanisms etc. don't matter.

we are all just having fun writing our little stories and drawing our little pictures and offering them, tentatively, to the world. we are creating something free in a society increasingly hostile to such things. we are finding community. we all deserve to be proud of what we've done, even if we don't understand how london geography operates or we think ron's slamming down a stack of pancakes and a 20oz soda every morning, and brits whinging about sweater v jumper or mum v mom [anyway, real ones know you call her your mam] doesn't contribute to that and should be avoided.

[other answers from this ask game]

#asks answered #choose violence ask game #i stand by what i said #especially about hagrid #the man is a monster

[angeliswriting]

headcannons for the marauders

in celebration of Sirius’ birthday (3rd November) I thought I would share some of my personal (and very random) headcannons for our boys!

this is technically unfinished but i knew if i didn’t put it up today i never would

starting with the drama queen himself...

Sirius Black

this man knows he’s pretty

like he will wake up and run a hand through his hair and will still look great

he’s also smart and talented, as much as he plays the class clown

always gets top grades

expert flier - second only to James

definitely the ‘ideas guy’ for any plans or pranks the boys have

was brought up playing the piano and is very skilled at playing as much as he says he hates it

also has an amazing singing voice

like he is 100% obsessed with queen

total womanizer

chaotic bi

chainsmoker - it’s always James trying to make him quit or at least cut down

but smoking is just another ‘fuck you’ to his abusive family, and he’ll do anything and everything to be set apart from them

Remus Lupin

softest most precious boy he deserves all the love in the world

an absolute sweater person - he has so many jumpers, he never throws any out, even when they get torn

sirius is always stealing them

but remus doesn’t mind, he likes it

plus sirius always puts his leather jacket around remus when he’s cold

lily was the first person to figure out he’s a werewolf, and hugged him so long after confronting him that he thought she would never let him go

she helped him tell the others

sirius didn’t really say anything when he found out

but he’s always awake to hold remus when he wakes in a cold sweat from a nightmare

the nightmares are the worst

so much so that remus hates sleeping and will avoid it as long as possible

definitely has an addiction to coffee

anything to keep him awake

he’ll usually stay up in the common room studying or listening to Bowie and will pass out in front of the fire around 5am

if either sirius or lily wake in the night they always check to see if remus is up, and cover him with a blanket if he’s nodded off

James Potter

the mum of the group

is always making sure everyone is clean and smart and fed

“you need to drink more water”

always has the best jokes

and is excellent at doing voices and mimicking people

once he actually scared severus into thinking he was dumbledore

he didn’t even get in trouble for that prank - dumbledore finding the perfect imitation of his voice both impressive and hilarious

this man plays guitar

like 100% the teen cliche of the jock who is also into music

debating doing a second part with lily, regulus, severus...or any characters people want to see?? what do people think??

#marauders #harry potter #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #headcannons #headcanon #x reader

[phantomgrimalkin]

do you know what? i’ve never really seen regulus been portrayed as the damsel in distress in jegulus fics but it’s probably because i tend to gravitate towards muggle aus :)

anyways enough of the jeggy talk can i ask what your thoughts on snape are? because personally i find his character extremely interesting but he’s sooooo hated in this fandom, like compared to crazy deatheaters? it just seems super unfair cause this fandom is like 80% based on fanon yet nobody gives fanon snape a chance :(((

Alright *cracks knuckles* *pulls out a massive binder and slams it on the table* Let’s do this.

First - you should check out the Severus/Remus/Regulus fic I did for rarepair fest. I think you’ll like it.

(I think snape/lupin works really well and I'm ashamed of it)

Second - Let’s get the most problematic fandom issue out of the way. Snape is described as ugly. Greasy, sallow skinned, hook nosed, etc. There are no descriptions of him that are in any way conventionally appealing. That puts people off. That's a bollocks reason to not like a character.

Great. Let's get the most sympathetic part of Snape out of the way.

The way "The Prank" was handled. I had to dig that part out for the Sev/Rem/Reg fic I linked above and I was just really horrified when I actually thought about it.

“And you’re being really ungrateful. I heard what happened the other night. You went sneaking down that tunnel by the Whomping Willow, and James Potter saved you from whatever’s down there— ”

This is Lily to Snape. Lily does not give Snape a chance to talk about what he's been through or how he's feeling or anything. No. Lily starts brings up this event by telling Snape he should be grateful.

And, listen, I'm not blaming Lily - because at this point, Snape is a douchebag. He's hanging out with a bad crowd ("But Mulciber’s and Avery’s idea of humor is just evil. Evil, Sev. I don’t understand how you can be friends with them.") and Lily is really struggling from peer pressure about how she can hang out with one of them ("None of my friends can understand why I even talk to you.") and Lily knows he's planning to be a Death Eater ("You can’t wait to join You-Know-Who, can you?")

So I get why Lily has no patience for Snape.

But the fact that the story is going around school of James Potter Saved Severus Snape - YIKES.

Sirius Black sends Snape to face a werewolf (Lupin) and James Potter, Black's best friend, coincidentally swoops in? Oof. Of course Snape believes James was in on it. And just... jesus christ. Dumbledore. McGonagall. WHY WAS THAT ALLOWED TO HAPPEN?

(sirius and james why are you such douchebags to remus you think he likes being used this way?)

*huff* Okay. Wow. That got angry.

Now, onto why I cannot abide Severus Snape.

The damning part of Snape is only in the books, so if you’ve only seen the movies you might not be aware:

“You know what I mean! He thinks it means her son, he is going to hunt her down—kill them all— ” “If she means so much to you,” said Dumbledore, “surely Lord Voldemort will spare her? Could you not ask for mercy for the mother, in exchange for the son?”  “I have— I have asked him— ”  “You disgust me,” said Dumbledore, and Harry had never heard so much contempt in his voice. Snape seemed to shrink a little, “You do not care, then, about the deaths of her husband and child? They can die, as long as you have what you want?” 

Snape asked Voldemort to spare only Lily and had no problems with him killing James and Harry.

That is so goddamned fucked up.

First - What parent is going to be okay with the death of their infant? Snape had no problem traumatizing and deeply harming Lily as long as she didn't die.

Second - It would have put her in a really vulnerable position. You really expect me to believe that Snape would have just left her alone? It really seems like Snape was happy to snap up Lily after the slaughter of her husband and child. So creepy. Ew.

Third - He treated Harry like shit! Okay. He did not let Harry die. He cast one counter curse. Then he tormented him, bullied him, failed him. He took out a decade old grudge on a vulnerable, abused orphan child. At no point did he stop mistreating Harry. Fuck you, Snape.

That's what, for me, makes Snape one of the most irredeemable characters.

Then that might might have been something I could get over, but Rowling tried so damn hard to smack us over the head with how this makes him a "good" guy with Albus Severus.

Harry Potter named one of his children after the guy whose redemption was "I'm fine with you killing my love's child". Bull. Shit.

There are so many genuine heroes who Harry could have named his children after. But, no, Albus Severus.

Which pushes it into such absurd, laughable, hysterically nonsensical territory that I cannot find it in myself to find any kindness for him because Why the hell would HARRY POTTER of all people immortalize Severus fucking Snape like that?!

And in trying so goddamned hard to make me think "Snape changed", it pushes it into territory I find truly revolting and just cannot stand anymore.

(Does anyone want to hear my Barty Crouch Jr feels? I have a lot of them)

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Fun fact - I actually like "Albus Severus" as a name for Draco/Harry's child, because of Draco. I can imagine Draco wanting to honor Albus, the man who looked at him and saw he wasn't a murderer and whose death Draco blames himself for, and also Severus, who made an Unbreakable Vow just to try and keep Draco safe. And I don't think Draco would feel safe doing that unless he was with Harry, and I can see Harry recognizing how much it means to him, especially if Draco let him have "James Sirius".

I think "Albus Severus" makes so much sense as a Draco/Harry child's name. Like, JKR, how do you not expect us to ship this???

#marauders era #first wizarding war #lily evans #harry potter headcanon #harry potter #remus lupin #james potter #sirius black #I am not tagging snape because I cannot stand snape fans who just like defend him to the hilt

[roseskiesandbutterflies]

Killer Queen - a few things before we start

hi. I just wanted to say a few things about this story that you should probably know beforehand so I don't have to add a million things in the author's note or do the classic Clunky Exposition and Explanation thing. none of these are spoilers.

first of all, the first few chapters of this are shit. they just are. I was quite young when I started writing this and my skills were not exactly fully-formed. I just wanted to say this so you don't start reading it, go what the fuck this is shit (I do the same if I have to look back it's embarrassing), and stop reading. please just bear with them and then you'll get to the good shit. I do intend to rewrite them but fuck knows when that will be.

UPDATE 08/07/22: I am in the process of going back, rewriting, fixing things, changing things, etc. but I will be doing it in bits so I apologise for any inconsistencies with the story between now and when I finish changing what needs to be changed.

please for the love of christ take the things that happen in this fic with a grain of fucking salt. people are not perfect and neither are these characters. they are going to fuck up and do questionable things and it might not get addressed until much later on. just trust that if something concerning happens I will explore it properly at some point.

while im on this topic, I need to mention that they have sex. yes they're 15 at the start of this fic. yes that is a bit weird. yes I am going to explore this later on as carefully as I can. yes I myself am at that age so no im not sexualising teenagers. no there is no smut in this at all. once again just bear with me here.

it swears. a lot. I don't censor cos who can be arsed realistically.

most if not all of the main ships in this fandom (im talking wolfstar, dorlene, jily/flowerpott) will happen they're just gonna take a while to get going. just trust the process and all that jazz. this isn't a spoiler its literally in the tags lmao.

most of the characters are poc. deal with it lmao. some of yous fancasts are so white its boring. (ruth is jamaican, james is desi, sirius is chinese, remus is ugandan-jewish and welsh, dorcas is somali and lily is lebanese)

I know the sirius is east asian headcanon is controversial so I'll change it if anyone feels uncomfortable with it. the only reason im keeping it is that a lot of people who actually are east asian in this fandom like it (the first time I heard of it was from ashes-and-ashes on tumblr who is east asian herself).

james also has adhd. it's a pre-established thing, it's not really a plot line at all so it'll only get brought up when it's relevant, just thought I'd say now so no one's confused as I have no idea when it'll get explicitly mentioned or talked about.

this fic plays into a few stereotypes that I wasn't aware of until long after I created the plot points. the main one being the fact that ruth is black and her father isn't around. I was literally 11 when I made this up and I had no idea this stereotype existed. however now I know better (thank fuck). im not going to change it for the only reason that it's for the plot (its actually quite important but more on that later). so im just going to apologise for that in advance.

I wanted to make this as canon as possible when I first started this, but now I don't care. I am throwing all caution to the wind and letting you know now: THEY DO NOT DIE AT THE END this is going to have a happy ending or so help me god

also The Prank doesn't happen. why? I don't like it, it feels horrifically out of character and this is my story next question

I have a social media version of this as well if you're interested!! I started it more recently and its got some plot stuff that I would ideally like to have in the earlier chapters of this version. ill put them in here if I ever get round to rewriting this. anyways maybe consider checking out that one for the plot stuff if nothing else lmao

I will be updating this if I think of anything else that yous need to know beforehand

right now that's out of the way lets fucking begin.

#Marauders #marauders era #marauders fic #70s marauders #marauders fanfiction

[cherrynott]

howlers; h.p.

pairing: harry james potter x fem!reader

synopse: everytime harry fucks anything up and gets in trouble, there is a bet: which howler will he be receiving?

warnings: everything’s fine au, howlers, james and sirius being an iconic duo, just fluff

word count: 1.4k

a/n: this idea is from a pin i saw (can’t link it here), so credits to its owner! hope you enjoy it :)

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Harry James Potter's life was no easy task, but in the best way possible.

Voldemort had been defeated on the fateful 31st October of 1981, within the dark sky of halloween night. No one knew exactly what happened; just that he went to the Potter's to kill the youngest of them, and the curse, apparently, backfired. There was also a rumor about a stag and a black dog, but we will not get into detail. All that mattered was that Voldemort was gone. For good.

Most of his followers went to Azkaban, including Peter Pettigrew, for his betrayal and hidden devoted passion to the dark side. There were some rebellions in the following years, but nothing too big, as their leader had fallen. And because there were such good aurors taking care of everything.

So, having James Potter as his father, Sirius Black as his godfather, and Remus Lupin as his, basically, second father and godfather, growing up was eventful, to say the least.

Don't get him wrong; he absolutely loved them with all of his might. He just wished that they made it easier for him sometimes. Like now, for example.

It was a typical wednesday morning. Everyone was in the Great Hall, as breakfast time was still going and there would be no classes for another half an hour.

You were currently almost completely in your boyfriend's lap, eating your cereals and talking happily to Ginny and Hermoine.

Harry, however, was not very happy; in fact, he was dreading every minute of this breakfast.

He had his arms wrapped around your waist, and his head was buried in your shoulder, eyes closed. He was trying his best to ignore his friends' teasing, the glances from people around and, mainly, the big windows.

Why? Because Hedwig would enter the Hall any minute now. Why was he dreading it? Howlers, of course.

He had pranked Snape along with the Weasley twins the previous day. It was pretty good, if you asked Harry. All of the cauldrons had exploded, and confetti was thrown at Snape, as it was his birthday. They just had to do it. One week of detention and McGonagalls lectures were more than worth it. But there was a little detail that Harry always seemed to forget; the howler he would get the day after.

There were just three options:

1, James and Sirius congratulating him and wishing they were there;

2, Lily wanting to beat his arse;

Or 3, everything mixed together and the complete chaos.

So, here he was; trying to hide in you, hoping you would save him. "Harry, love, I swear to Merlin, I loved your prank-"

"Hey!--" Fred and George yelled from somewhere.

"- but what were you expecting? They do this all the time. You better be hoping that my mom won't be in that howler, then it would be embarrassing," you grinned at him. In all honesty, you usually were involved in the mess (growing up with Harry would do that to you) and your mom was a troublemaker along with the Marauders in their years- the only voice of sense being Lily (even though we all know that Lily secretly loved it all). So, this didn't really faze you; it was actually amusing.

You weren't part of this prank because Harry wanted it to be a surprise. And one hell of a surprise it was.

You too got a week worth of detention because you couldn't stop laughing. Ron and Dean got 3 days. The rest of the students got all one night just because.

"Why can't they just be normal people?" Harry's muffled voice asked.

You rolled your eyes, still smiling. "We are talking about our families here, Harry. Nothing less should be expected."

A few moments passed. Everyone was talking with their friends, and the High Table was still full with all of the professor's and staff. The noise in the Great Hall was full of life, and it was strangely comforting.

Suddenly all the chatter died down, and everyone was looking at the windows. Harry immediately seated upright and snapped his head to the windows direction.

The motion almost made you fall, and that made Harry wrap his arms tighter around you, and pull your body flushed against his well-built chest.

A snowy owl majestically flew around the room with two letters in its beak. One of them was bright red.

Harry loudly groaned which got several chuckles from around. He could swear that Hedwig did this every time for attention. Sirius probably bribed her to do it; fly in the most attention-bringer moment. Fucking Padfoot.

The letters fell into your lap, as you were still on Harry. You cackled loudly as you picked the howler up and wiggled it right in front of Harry's face.

Harry pouted and took the letter, sighing. Looking around, he saw every single pair of eyes on them, the silence defining.

Harry closed his eyes tightly in exasperation, taking one last deep breath, and opened the howler.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER, WHAT THE HELL--" Lily's voice bellowed.

"I AM SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU, SON!--"

"James Fleamont,"

"MOONY MOONY MOONY, DID YA HEARD ABOUT THE PRANK?!"

"SIRIUS, NO! WHERE DID YOU CAME FROM, OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

"PADS, THE PRANK ON SNIVELLUS, BRILLIANT! He learned it from me--"

"Actually, if he learned it from someone it was from me. Remember that time, Remus and Sirius were--" your mother's voice echoed through the letter.

"NO! Out of here!" Remus' voice yelled in the background.

"And he got what? One week worth of detention? AMAZING!" Sirius laughed.

"Minnie's getting soft, honestly--"

"Harry, please behave; I love you- James you get back here right this second or I swear to Godric."

"Lily-flower, darling, hey--!" James yelped after a big metallic bang!.

"Goodbye, Harry, " Remus chuckled.

"Don't forget to write to us! And you too Y/N!" your mother excitedly said.

"PADFOOT NO--!"

And the howler ended.

For ten solid seconds, no one said anything.

And then, the chaos started.

Yells and money was being passed around. At this point, it was regular free entertainment for everyone. Harry wanted to at least pretend that he was embarrassed, but really, he couldn't.

You yelled out a 'yes!' before jumping from Harry’s lap and running to the High Table.

Once you reached it, you slammed your two hands right in front of Dumbledoor and McGonagall. "Well, professor, it seems like you have a small debt to pay, isn't it?" you smirked.

Dumbledoor sighed. "Very well. Ms. Y/L/N," he gave you a small bag full of galleons. "Minerva," he gave McGonagall another one.

"Yes, Albus, Ms. Y/L/N is quite right, I reckon. And I believe you also owe me something, no?" Minerva raised her eyebrows with a small proudful smile.

You high-fived McGonagall, who rolled her eyes, and put your galleons in a hidden pocket of your robe. "Nice doing business with you. Headmaster, Minnie," you started to walk run back to her table.

When you got there, everything was still the same. Yells, laughs, bickering, the usual. You took place in your boyfriend's lap again, this time facing him and grinned as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "Hello there, my love!"

Harry bit his lip, trying to contain his amusement. "How much did you get this time?"

You eyed him suspiciously. However, you quickly gave in when Harry raised an eyebrow. "...20 galleons," you answered proudly.

Harry grinned. "Why do they keep betting with you?"

"Maybe they still haven't memorised the sore taste of loss?" you sighed dramatically.

"Merlin, I love you so much," Harry laughed and brought your face closer.

"Of course you do, doesn't everybody?" you teased.

Harry deadpanned.

"I'm kidding! I'm kidding, I've been spending way too much time with Padfoot, haven't I?" you tried again. No response from Harry. You then beamed. "I love you."

Harry brushed your lips together, a soft smile adorning his face. And when you were sure he would kiss you, he suddenly smirked. "Doesn't everybody?"

"Harry James Potter!"

Yes, his life really was not easy, but he wouldn't have it any other way.

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[rosaline-black]

𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝-𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛

Summary: you're in love with your best friend... james potter

Category: James Potter X fem!reader

Falling in love with someone is hard enough on its own. But falling in love with your best friend is a completely new type of pain. You'd fallen in love with James potter.

James was your friend since your first year. You bonded over your love of quidditch and messing around, you grounded each other and made each other feel as though they'd always have someone to offload onto.

You were friends with the other marauders too, you were like a small family. You remembered seeing James after summer in your fourth year and the strange tingly feeling you felt in your stomach. You'd watch what you say around him more often, and apply a little more makeup if you knew you were going to hang out.

But sadly you were sure James never noticed. You were still just his best friend. And you weirdly feared that you might only ever be just that.

You tried to keep your indifference as time went on. But one day you really couldn't stop yourself. You were meeting James in the common room to hang out like you did most weeks.

When you had turned up he immediately hugged you with a huge grin, you hated how fast your heartbeat and how you didn't want to pull away from his warm embrace.

"Y/n... what took you so long I have so much to tell you..." James bellowed as he finally pulled away leading you over to the sofa where you both sat cross-legged facing each other, similar to two tween girls at a sleepover.

"Right go on then... a new prank idea? Quidditch fixture?" You guessed with a small smile.

"No... no, it's uh it's actually because I have a date on Saturday... with Lily!"

Your ears rang and as he began to rant relentlessly about how excited he was it felt like your world was crumbling down. How could you even pretend that there was any chance now, he loved another, and now he finally had the chance to pursue her. What made things worse is lily was also a close friend of yours, it felt as though life was torturing you.

You wanted to be selfish and scream and cry but you just couldn't, you just felt numb.

"That's brilliant James..." you mumbled to try and stop his inherent rambling.

"Merlin don't sound too happy..." he muttered sarcastically.

"What do you want me to do? Shout from the rooftops about how happy I am? I know it's hard to believe but I have other shit going on, I don't have time to celebrate for the almighty James Potter!" You spat bitterly with instant regret at how James physically recoiled at your harsh words. You were never hurtful or mean towards him, likewise with James.

"I didn't say that but you could try to be happy for me... instead of being a spiteful bitch..." he spat in return.

Your heart sunk and tears finally began to pool in your eyes as your glared at him "Fuck you..."

And with that you stormed out of the common room, ignoring Sirius and Remus's concerned Hollers as you passed them by. You'd fucked up. So had he in all fairness, but now not only had you lost the fantasy of being romantically involved with James, but you'd also lost your best friend.

Weeks passed by and you did everything and anything to avoid James. His words hadn't even hurt you that much, yeah they were mean but you knew he didn't mean them. What hurt more was the fact that he'd slipped through your fingers.

Lily was also getting the silent treatment from you, which was even more awkward since you shared a dorm. You didn't even have the luxury of hating her. Lily was truly the kindest person you knew, in-fact you were sure she and James were going to be great with each other, that stung like a bitch.

The only people who you could bear to be around were Sirius, Remus and Marlene. All three had worked out that you felt differently for James a long time ago, so no way would they turn their backs on you now you needed them most.

Remus had forced you to study with him in the library one day, he hated seeing you so dead behind the eyes so if he could just distract you for an hour or to he would do his damn best.

"We're studying divination y/n, not transfiguration.." Remus mentioned as you pretended to read a textbook to appease your friend.

"Oh yeah... sorry..." you mumbled greyly.

Remus had passed you some chocolate which you munched now and again, he was right chocolate did make things feel a little bit better. But it wasn't enough to fill the large hole in your heart.

"Shit..." he muttered his eyes widening at something behind you.

"What-" you turned around and that same ringing noise returned. Lily and James, together, laughing. This was a nightmare. This was exactly what you didn't want to see, exactly why you weren't leaving your dorm.

"I need to go..." you mumbled scrambling to grab your things. Once you'd successfully jammed your stuff in your bag you rushed to leave, just making it to the exit when your name was called.

His stupidly pretty eyes were staring at you with what seemed like irritation and longing.

"Y/n.... is it forever going to be this way now?..."

You thought over his question and let your gaze meet his for the first time in weeks.

"I dunno Potter..."

And With that, you fled refusing to look back. But if you had you would have seen James Potters heart break into a million pieces.

 *********

Time seemed to go by so fast and slow simultaneously without James. You missed him so much in ways you'd normally take for granted. The encouraging words he'd give you on down days, the comforting hugs when you were missing home, you missed all of him.

You thought maybe as time went on things would get easier but no, they stayed just as bad as the moment you knew your best friends were going out with each other.

It was one sleepless night where you gazed over at a snoozing Lily Evans. Her perfect porcelain skin and amber hair which seemed to always sit just ever so perfectly. You thought about how she'd fit

with James, how much he'd adore her and treat her with the utmost care, just how she deserved. You hated that you couldn't hate her, not even a bit.

It was clear your brain was too obsessive to let you shut off so the common room seemed like a safe plan. You gathered a few things and tiptoed down to the large burgundy coloured room. With a flick of your wand, you let the firelight, basking in the warmth that felt like a large hug, or the closest thing you could get to a hug.

"Thought you'd be here..." James's voice called out from behind you. You sighed deeply and turned to face him with that same deadpan face you'd managed to master.

"You use to come here at night when we were younger... when you missed your mum.." he continued "I remember because I used to watch you from just behind that door..."

You let your brow quirk and in a moment of weakness showed a little too much emotion "creepy much..." you covered up the tiny bit of joy with a joke, James chuckled.

"Yes well if you think that's creepy..." he trailed off almost hinting at something.

"What?" You asked now realising he had taken a seat on the carpet beside you.

"I like when you let me borrow your textbooks because they smell like your perfume... I like when you ramble about things you enjoy because your nose does that scrunchy thing..."

Your face had now completely betrayed you, was he torturing you with all this information just to let you down easy? Butter you up just to stomp on your already beaten heart.

"Why are you saying this James-"

"Just let me finish please..." you nodded weakly so he continued "I used to pretend all those times where it was just me and you that the others couldn't come when I'd actually never asked them... cause I couldn't bear the thought of them sharing your time..." he took a deep breathe and let his hand caress a strand of your hair.

"I even memorised the sent of your shampoo for merlin's sake... pathetic isn't it really..."

Tears were now evidently streaming down your face. What the hell was he going on about?

"But lily..."

"I lied about lily y/n... bloody hell I... she.."

"She's perfect..."

"She's not you!" He shouted almost shocked at his own volume. You shook your head out of disbelief, it made no sense.

"You were with her in the library... I saw how you looked at her James... I saw how you looked at each other... your... you're meant to be..."

He laughed humourlessly and shook his head growing closer to you "don't you get it... She was in on it too... I... she missed your friendship and we were trying to find a way to sort out this bloody mess I created..."

"So why did you tell me you had a date..."

"I wanted you to get jealous... I just wanted some form of confirmation that ... that you felt the same... it was stupid... and no one knew other than lily... she hardly agreed... I just... I can't go another day without you y/n... even if you hate my guts now... or it takes you years and years to look at me again I'll wait..."

He sighed and stopped his rambling looking at you through his specs "I'd wait forever for you..."

And with that, you edged closer your noses brushing as you looked into his eyes. You wanted to be angry and upset that he'd gone about this so wrong, but it was such a James thing to do you just couldn't. So instead you let your lips collide. You showed him through the kiss that you wouldn't need him to wait, that no matter how many years you would get you'd spend them with him.

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