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padfootastic · 2 years

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hello. following tonight’s theme, i wanted to crosspost a part (which can technically count for a ficlet ngl) of my postwar tattooed harry…thing. two related drabbles linked at the end.

Harry had two tattoos. (Well, three counting yesterdays). He’d originally meant to show both to Sirius but well, all of *that* had happened and it completely slipped his mind. But he wanted to do it now, needed to cut through the tension, and he knew his godfather would get a good laugh out of the whole thing, too.

So the first thing he did after freshening up was go into Sirius’ room, where he could only see a covered lump on the bed, no other trace of the man. Harry smirked wickedly, before leaping onto the bed as hard as he could, twisting slightly for maximum impact. He did make sure to land beside the lump though, not on it, because he wanted to wake his godfather, not crush him.

He knew he succeeded when he heard a muffled ‘oomph’.

“Wakey, wakey, Sirius,” he sang cheerfully, knowing that Sirius was absolutely not a morning person and probably hated him right now, late-night declarations of love notwithstanding.

“G’way,” a sleep-roughened voice growled, “M’sleep’ng.”

“Not anymore, you’re not,” Harry retorted as he made himself comfortable against the headboard. He was planning to stay for a while. “Besides, I’ve got something to show you.”

One bleary grey eye peaked out from a tiny gap through the comforter, staring at him in silent question.

“You never asked me if the Grim was my only tattoo,” Harry started teasingly, knowing that would be just enough bait to properly rouse Sirius from his slumber.

He was proven right when the man yelped and kicked the thick material off him, clearly too interested to sleep any longer. He was shirtless, tattoos in stark contrast against pale skin. But, Harry didn’t dwell on those, he’d seen them quite often—instead, his eyes immediately went to the small area where his name (His. Name!!!) was etched. Looking at it now, with sunlight streaming in through the window, it seemed so obvious that it was there. How had he never noticed it before?

“Because most people focus on the runes, maybe even the antlers.” He startled at that, not expecting his godfather to have noticed his perusal and definitely not catch his unspoken question. He looked up to see Sirius shrugging ruefully at him.

“Even the Potter Crest,” he trailed loving fingers over said tattoo on his wrist, “those are usually the most eye-catching ones. A simple word gets lost in all that chaos.”

Harry knew what he was talking about. When he’d first seen the man in person, even while he was half-deranged and raving, his attention had been caught on the runes that were inked across his chest, visible through the gap of his tattered robes. He’d asked about them once, way back in fifth year, before…everything.

“Runes are magical tattoos so all of them have a different purpose,” Sirius had answered, “Protection, safety, better channelling of my magic, strengthening my core and being able to connect to it better- acting as a conduit, basically. That one really helped with the Animagus transformation, actually. James and I did a couple of these ourselves before we finished the final transformation. But,” He’d fixed Harry with a stern look (a look rarely seen on him), “I don’t want you to even think of doing something like that. You’re not nearly old enough for it. It…wasn’t a good idea when James and I did, definitely not safe. I don’t want you to risk destabilising your core like we did, Harry. We were dumb idiots who thought we knew better than everyone else, and I should hope you don’t act that way.” Harry, who didn’t know the first thing about Runes and was definitely not gonna mess around with them (he’d heard one too many safety lectures from Hermione, thank you very much), had just nodded quickly in assent. While it had grated slightly, Harry had appreciated that Sirius was honest with him. But his interest in both runes and tattoos had shot up with that conversation. Magic really was quite something, wasn’t it?

Awareness of the others came later, definitely. He’d seen the Potter Crest a few times, especially since Sirius had a habit of caressing his wrist absentmindedly, but he hadn’t known what it was at the time (and wasn’t that depressing? That his own family was so foreign to him?). The antlers, though- those were a surprise. He’d entered Sirius’ room one morning, similar to today, and had seen the beautiful ink spanning his shoulder blades. He’d stopped in his tracks, unable to do anything more than stare gobsmacked at the view. It was—entirely unexpected (though in hindsight, it shouldn’t have been. He had seen, firsthand, how devoted Sirius was to James Potter- it was impossible not to when the man still mourned his father every single day.)

It was just one thing knowing how close his father was to Sirius, but completely another seeing that—love in person.

But yeah. From experience, Harry knew that it was easier to hide tattoos that no one expects to see on you, especially since most people have poor observation skills anyway.

He looked at Sirius again, who’d managed to get cleaned up in the time it took him to get lost in his thoughts.

“So,” the man prompted when he saw Harry turned his way, “care to elaborate on your previous words now?”

Harry smiled mischievously, “Maybe I just said that to get your lazy arse out of bed?”

Sirius’ eyes narrowed suspiciously, obviously considering his words, “Hm. I don’t believe you, pup. You definitely had something specific in mind.”

Harry considered stalling, teasing him further, but he was getting a little hungry and he really wanted to show Sirius too. So he nodded and scooted back so he was on his knees on the bed. He pushed his jumper up, at the same time hooking a thumb into his pyjamas to pull them down slightly.

There, right above the hip bones, was a tattoo in memory of his parents. As was characteristic for the magical counterpart, it was constantly in motion, bringing the whole thing to life. When he’d started looking into them after Sirius had introduced him to the concept, he’d found that there were many types of magical tattoos, runes were just one of them. This was one where the ink was basically like a looped animation.

“Prongs—Lily,” Sirius breathed in wonder as he looked at the ink on Harry’s skin. Although this one wasn’t as big as the one he’d shown yesterday, it didn’t take away from the sheer beauty of the artwork. It had only two components, a majestic stag and a beautiful twine of lilies. What made it interesting was the actual movement itself. Harry got this one just after the War, and his state of mind was entirely different from when he’d gotten Padfoot- more hopeful and less desolate. So he’d gone for a slightly different vibe.

The stag was standing proudly, head held high before taking a step forward and getting entangled in the lilies. Almost falling over. A series of slow blinks. An overexaggerated look of indignation on its face. All the while with the lilies still wrapped comically around its body. Harry remembered being in awe at how well the artist had conveyed that particular emotion, and on an animal at that, without making the whole thing too silly. He was still impressed, to be honest.

Sirius suddenly let out a sharp bark of laughter at seeing the sequence of events, just as Harry had known he would.

“Oh Harry, that’s amazing!” He grinned, eyes crinkling at the corners with the force of his smile, “Wherever did you get the idea from?”

“I was kind of sick of all the doom and gloom, to be honest,” Harry admitted, “So I wanted something that would—make me laugh? Help me not take everything seriously, ykno?”

“Well, I, for one, think you did an excellent job,” Sirius praised, making his heart soar (All these years, and Harry still wanted nothing more than his godfather’s approval), “And I can tell you for a fact that Lily would’ve gotten a hoot out of it. She was a fan of anything that had the potential to deflate your dad’s ego.” Sirius related with a wink.

“James, though, he would’ve taken a while to come around to it, I think,” he continued thoughtfully.

Harry blinked in surprise.

“Don’t get me wrong, he would’ve loved the tattoo itself,” Sirius hastily corrected seeing his expression, “Just—that would come after he’d finished freaking out about his baby getting something like that on his body.”

Harry was confused now (although there was a pleasant warmth forming in him as well. He’d often wondered what his parents would think of his, uh, adventures with body art), “But-I thought dad got his first tattoo when he was younger than me? Why would he freak out?”

“Well, yes. But no one ever claimed that James Potter was rational in his overprotectiveness. All he would’ve thought about was how much pain you must’ve been in through the whole thing. Remember when I said I promised your parents I’d get you your first tattoo? It was actually James who objected to that. Loudly. Kept going on about how you shouldn’t ever have to experience pain like that.”

Harry was—a little taken aback, to be honest. He hadn’t expected that. Of course, by this point he’d realised that his dad was very protective when it came to people he cared about, but somehow he never thought about what it meant for him. (He tried not to think about everything he’d faced so far- the Dursleys, the Basilisk, Cruciatus, Voldemort- and if they would’ve even happened if his parents were still alive, how his dad would’ve reacted)

Sirius clearly hadn’t clocked onto the direction of his thoughts, thankfully, because he was still talking, “—know, I got you your first ever broom-“

“That was McGonagall, Si-“

“Not that one, pup,” Sirius interrupted, shaking his head, “This one was a little toy broom, for your first birthday. Barely went higher than three or four feet, I’d say. Equipped with the most advanced protective charms of the time too.”

Harry listened in wonder, stories of the time he was with his parents still far and few between. There was—so much he didn’t know still.

“I couldn’t give it to you in person- Order mission, you know how it is. But Jamie mirror-called me as soon as they unwrapped it.” Sirius’ smile was nostalgic, remembering the tongue lashing he’d gotten.

“He was ready to chew me out, you know?” He told Harry with a chuckle, “You were zooming around happily in the background and James was following you, stressed as all hell that you’d fall or hurt yourself somehow. Lily was just sipping her wine and enjoying the show. She’d kind of given up on your dad and his antics by that point,” Sirius said the last part in a conspiratorial mock-whisper, even though it was just the two of them in the room.

“It’s so funny to think dad was so high-strung, to be honest. I would’ve never thought.” Harry commented, trying to picture the scenario in mind.

“Oh, absolutely. Most people were under the impression that Lily was the more anxious of the two, and this isn’t me saying she didn’t care or anything. But oh boy, no one could reach James’ levels of catastrophising and drama,” Sirius remarked, “He was in a league of his own.”

“Anyway, enough about that,” Sirius clapped his hands, making Harry jump at the sudden sound. “Looking at how well your tattoo artist did, it’s kind of making me want to go get one of my own now. It’s certainly been long enough, what do you think?”

Sirius directed the last bit at Harry, one eyebrow raised in question.

Without even fully thinking about it, Harry started nodding in excitement, “Yes! You’ve already got me tatted, now it’s your turn, Siri.”

“Okay, okay,” Sirius laughed, holding his hands up, “No need for the rush there, pup. We have all the time in the world.”

And they did, didn’t they? Nothing to do except fill their body with artwork like a canvas, spend time with each other, and enjoy life, Harry thought with giddiness spreading through his body. He couldn’t wait.

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protective james i

protective james ii

#harry potter #sirius black #good godfather sirius black #mother hen james potter #i will not rest until the idea is firmly cemented in everyone’s minds #yes i am still on my ao3/tumblr crosspost agenda don’t mind me #this entire fic was supposed to be super short and casual but then it grew a mind of its own #the point it got divided into 3 chapters #and then the other drabbles that were born from this #i love writing in universe stuff from my fics #weird as that sounds #like that continuity is something i adore #ok i just realised - after the first word ficlet - that i used the same ‘wakey wakey’ call for harry and sirius lol #5 years apart. and u can still spot the same shit. smh.#(although where wakey wakey came from idk. i don’t use it nor does anyone else around me:#anyway yeah. i’m a bit obsessed with tattoos and these boys so ykno. this.#pen’s writing #pen’s favourites

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lifeandlies-of-regulusblack · 16 days

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Seer!Regulus but all he sees are mundane things that either lead up to something life-changing or nothing at all.

The day sirius leaves, he sees his brother looking for his pair of black muggle boots that their mother had hidden away, later that night. By the afternoon, wordlessly — as they've run out of words to say to each other — he hands them back to his brother (all regulus had to do was ask Kreacher nicely). The next morning, sirius is gone and the family tree, one branch less. Oh, he thinks.

He dreams of a dandelion one moment and wakes up in the next. When he and pandora share a shade under the big tree in the transfiguration courtyard, he hears her coo at a small flower to her side. It's a dandelion. "So pretty," she whispers. It's the one from his dream. Pandora reaches for it, holds it close to her chest and blows. And then there's snow in the spring. She looks at him and regulus is frozen at the amount of love he sees, for him, in her eyes. His dearest friend. His sister. "I wished you had more reason to smile. I wished i knew how to help you," she says. She settles for a kiss on his cheek instead and he smiles. For her.

Regulus gets a short vision of barty telling him he wished he didn't miss dinner. When, later, he asks to meet with regulus at the astronomy tower, he packs a selection of cold cuts, biscuits, and cheese (courtesy of the kitchen elves). "So, what did you want to tell me?" he asks, when their stomachs are full and his friend's hands no longer shake. He's noticed the bags under barty's eyes. Regulus hopes their small picnic helped, even if just a little. And under the twinkling of stars, barty tells him he wants to get the dark mark.

Severus snape approaches the whomping willow late at night in his dreams. That's the tricky part about his Seeing. He never really knows when things happen, he just has a good feeling for when they might. This time, Regulus finds, that he doesn't care. A week after the dream, he and evan round the corner and bump into a harried looking james potter. He yells a quick apology and rushes towards the school grounds. "Prick," Evan mutters. Thief, he thinks.

His first dream, when he turned 18, was of him drowning. He smiles at that. Regulus already was drowning, he thought. When he was 15, when he was 16, when he was 17. So he drowns some more, what difference does it make? But he's 18 when kreacher comes home. Wet, hacking up water, then hacking up vomit — delirious as he gasps through pain. He's 18, still, when his elf tells him of a cave surrounded by water guarding what men must die for to reach. When the world comes crashing down on him, in his inability to let things be, to not know, to not leave things alone — he understands. He wishes he didn't. Regulus sees the still waters of the cave for the first time, when things click into place. So, he thinks, there's still some drowning to be left to be done.

*for more regulus lore, part of my regulus agenda, here's my writing tag.

#regulus black #sirius black #barty crouch jr #pandora lovegood #slytherin skittles #evan rosier #slytherin boys #slytherin headcanon #regulus headcanon #my writing

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r0mantic-f00l · 3 months

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hi, i was wondering if we could get a part 2 to your paradise fic where Sirius and Reader complete all the things on their agenda for the day😭 I love sappy Sirius🙏 Sorry if this wasnt clear btw and paradise was amazingggggg

thank you for this request! I love sappy sirius too, he has my entire heart 🥺 i think I might write muggle!sirius and reader more, what do u guys think?

anyway, here's a continuation of Paradise (you don't have to read the first one to understand this)

Heaven

The room has turned slightly less golden now, morphing into a blue that mimicks the colour of lakes that adjusts to the change in the sky, no longer a heavenly white and gold, but rather a prussian blue, a shade that signalled it was Spring.

Birds has silenced their chirping, choosing to rest on rooftops and wires with friends as they watched people walk the streets, some silent, some laughing boisterously with others.

You are watching a film, something that you don't know the name of, nor have you ever seen it before, but Sirius left the bedroom to go take the takeaway order from the delivery guy, and he instructed you to pick a film. You picked the first film you saw on Netflix without even looking at it, and pressed play, just wanting the silence to be filled whilst waiting for your boyfriend.

The day had started with him making you breakfast, pancakes with syrup and blueberries just how you like it, and he watched with a bright smile as you ate his food, elated that you enjoy his cooking. Then just after you finished the last bite, he began kissing your neck, biting and sucking the flesh with a grin as you breathlessly giggled, finding humour in your boyfriend's enthusiasm as he couldn't wait to finish the second part of his "agenda".

After you had both finished, you dragged Sirius in with you to the bathroom to take a shower (not without some inappropriate jokes, of course). Despite his teasing, you both showered peacefully, Sirius washing your hair and scrubbing your body whilst you did the same to him, both of you having lovesick smiles plastered on your faces.

After the shower, you both threw on your pyjamas once again and laid on the bed, Sirius turning the television on to watch the news, but with a short attention span, he quickly became bored and stuck his head underneath your pyjama shirt, stretching the fabric as he kissed your breasts lovingly, delighted in your decision to not wear a bra today. Of course, you laughed once more, but basked in his affection, popping open your shirt so you could run your fingers through his hair, resulting in a quick change to the fourth part of the agenda.

You both took a long nap afterwards, Sirius falling asleep with his head in the crook of your neck as your fingers continued to brush through his hair delicately. You snickered when Sirius began snoring softly, but eventually you fell asleep too, resting your head on top of his as his arms were wrapped around your waist, holding you close to him as if you would go.

The clock soon turned 5pm, and you woke up to Sirius ordering pizza, one for you and one for him.

Now, you lie in bed, watching as the guy on the screen is staring at the girl walking past him, a cheesy love song playing as the girl strolled in slow-motion.

"Jesus, that guy would not shut up." Sirius grumbles, walking into the room with two pizza boxes, your mouth salivating as the smell wafted into your nose.

"I just kept on nodding as he talked about the traffic and football or whatever." He gives you your pizza before placing his on the bedside table and throwing himself onto the bed, resulting in you sending him an annoyed glare as you open the box and take a bite out of a pizza slice.

He grins, finding your fake annoyance adorable.

"Thanks, babe." You murmur, your mouth full of pizza, but Sirius hears anyway and nods in acknowledgement.

He opens his pizza box, and takes a bite out of his pepperoni pizza.

"Damn, this is good." He drags out the last word, moaning as he takes another bite out of the pizza.

You laugh. "You sound like you're fucking it."

Sirius smirks. "What, do my sounds turn you on?"

You turn to him to see his grease-covered mouth and chin, snickering as he stupidly smiles at you.

"Yeah, I want you so bad right now."

"Yeah?" He has a hopeful glimmer in his eyes, placing his pizza slice down in the box as he advances towards you. But you laugh, placing a hand on his chest.

"Stop, I wanna eat my pizza!"

He rolls his eyes but still smiles, lifting his pizza slice and takes a bite once again, turning to watch the film.

It's silent for a moment, until Sirius speaks once again.

"What the fuck is this shit?" His eyebrows are furrowed as he watches the guy on the screen follow after the girl.

You shrug. "I dunno, I just put on the first movie I could find."

The boy scoffs, and takes the remote from your side of the bed.

"I said put on a film, not put on a shit film that couldn't have possibly made more than £100,000." He pauses the film and goes back onto the Netflix homepage, scouring through the numerous movies.

You laugh and pick your phone. "Hold on, lemme see how much it actually made."

You go onto Google and type in the movie's name, with the question 'how much did this film make?'

Sirius puts on Spinal Tap, smiling as the film begins to play.

"It made $1,082,145."

"What did?"

"The movie, from before?"

Sirius drops his pizza slice in shock.

"What?!"

You nod, agreeing with his confusion.

"What?! How did it make over an million?!"

You shrug, putting your phone back down and picking up a pizza slice.

"I dunno, I guess people like how shit it is."

You look up at the screen and groan.

"No, not this again."

Sirius scoffs, shaking his head as he eats.

"I don't get why you don't like this movie."

"Well, I don't get it!"

"How do you not get it?!"

"It's all guitar jokes, I don't play guitar like you do!"

"There's like one guitar joke in it!"

"Yeah, well, it's just not funny."

The boy rolls his eyes, sinking further into his pillow.

"You're not funny." He mutters under his breath, grinning when you turn towards him with fake offence.

"Excuse me?"

"I didn't say anything." He shrugs, acting innocent as he continues to watch the film.

A pillow hits his head, making him drop his pizza on the wooden floor beside the bed.

He turns to you with his mouth agape, a proud smirk on your face as he stutters over his words, exasperated with your actions.

"You made me drop my pizza!"

"You said I'm not funny!"

"As a joke, babe!"

You shrug. "Joke or not, you should never say I'm not funny. I'm the funniest person in this room."

You turn back to eating your pizza, unaware of Sirius lifting up his pillow and hitting you on the head too.

Gasping, you drop your pizza and place your box to your bedside table.

"You twat!"

Sirius laughs, hunching over as his eyes turn glassy, the image of your frown and the sound of your curse making him shake as he laughs louder.

You hit him again with your pillow, this time repeatedly on his back as he keeps laughing, trying to move away from your pillow.

"Okay, okay, stop!" He manages to speak despite his laughing fit, and turns to hold his hands up in defeat.

"I'm sorry." He says with a smile, and you're inclined to forgive him, though you don't say that you do, rather you sit back and begin eating your pizza once again, watching the movie whilst ignoring the gaze of your boyfriend beside you.

His stare is soft, his smile lingers, but it's no longer one of humour, but rather of love, of adoration, a smile that shows he has found his heaven.

"I'm gonna marry you."

Your heart skips a beat.

You turn to him, tomato sauce on the corners of your mouth, grease covering your lips and chin as you hold a pizza slice in your hand, a gentle yet shocked look in your eyes; you clearly weren't expecting the conversation to shift to that.

"What?"

"I'm gonna marry you." Sirius repeats again, smiling wider as he does so.

You repricate his smile.

"I'll hold you to that, buddy boy."

He chuckles.

"Don't worry, I'd rather die than let go of you."

Sirius grins, and the heavens closes itself up; how could it be the most beautiful thing in the universe when Sirius Black exists?

"I'm not letting you go, even when you get sick of me. You're stuck with me, I'm afraid."

You nod. "Good. 'Cause you're stuck with me."

You both smile at each other, lips covered in sauce and grease, but Sirius still believes you must be the most stunning creation God has ever made. He wonders, if there is a God up there, if he is proud of his most glorious creation just like how Sirius is of you.

"..Do you wanna move on to the final part of the agenda?" You ask with a grin on your face.

Sirius in that moment believes that there must be a God, as there's no chance that someone as perfect as you could exist without the power of a divine being. He quickly thanks whatever omnipotent being is out there and dives onto you, taking off your shirt then his as you laugh.

#sirius black x reader #i love sirius black so muchhhhh #marauders #marauders era #sirius black fluff #young sirius black #love #sappy sirius

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hiddenmoonbeam · 4 days

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safe with you

Sirius Black/Remus Lupin | 1,409 words

Now there’s a wary Padfoot as well. He stops close by but not too near, head and tail lowered, eyes asking but filled with such uncertainty. Like a remorseful puppy who knows he’s been bad, but isn’t quite certain how. As if Sirius’s carefully guarded anxiety and fears have finally dug so deep even the usually so carefree dog can no longer shake them off. Sirius turns into Padfoot when in need of comfort. Remus wants to be there for him.

A short hurt/comfort fic for @polaroidcats and her cuddle the dog agenda 💕

#wolfstar #my writing #cuddle the dog #featuring mutual pining pre-relationship #💕💕💕#cat tag #🥰

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aludraslytherin · 3 months

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Reason why we can hate Snape but still like Barty, Evan, and Regulus

We have canon info on Snape, we know that he willingly joined Voldy-Moldy, he just left *after* he gave the noseless b!tch the profecy that *he* discovered only because of his unhealthy obsession with Lily. He bullied kids, he bullied his 'lOvE oF HiS LiFe' ' son, he is Nevilles *worst fear*, the same boy that got his parents t0rture to insanity by Bellatrix !

But for our Slytherin Skittle/Pantheon, we know basically nothing ! Exept about Barty, that he, long story short, did this to piss of his abuse father that put him under the impero charm for a whole ass *decade*, and that he also participated to the t0rture of Neville's parents (that I do not condeme ! t0rture is bad if they are innocent people !) But we also know that he treated Nevilee right when he was Moody, he teached the students how to resist the Imperius curse, he was with Remus the best DADA teacher Harry's generation actually had ! So, yes bad guy indeed. But not fully a bad guy. Extremely morally grey. But not a piece of shit like Snape.

Evan Rosier. We only know that he died giving Moody the loss of a leg and an eye, and... That's all. We don't know his hogwarts house, we don't know shit about him. So for all we know, he could have been forced into being a death eater. Because, let's recap. He is a Rosier, a pure blooded family that is closed to the Black family, since Druella, Bellatrix's mother, married Cygnus. So they are obviously for the 'Dark Lord' BS. And we know that these families are not above forcing kids into their agenda. So, Evan ? we can fancy him.

Ah. Time for our dear Reggie. Regulus Arcturus Black, that we know about... Nothing. What we do know : he loves Kreacher, he went vigilente, he was the yougest DE until Draco became one at 16, he tries to find the Horcruxes, he was in the Quidditch team, and the Slug Club, he was a great student and potioneer, and Sirius qualified him as a stupid boy that 'believed his parents'. Okay so that means that he was a death eater willingly ! But, oh wait ! Sirius ran away at 16 ! So he doesn't know if his little brother *actually* became a death eater willingly or not. I think that our Reggie could have choose to be one, so Sirius could be as safe as someone can be at that time, but clearly, he wasn't following Voldy's BS. Because you know what ? Knowing about Horcruxes takes *time* and ressources, and books, you don't wake up one day and say 'well, why not find that locket located [...]' ! Ehh... No we don't. So he had to be against Voldy *before* he mistreated Kreacher, which, to people, is the only reason he wanted to defeat the so called dArK LoRd.

That was my ted talk, thanks for reading me, and please, if you don't agree, don't attack me, just explain your pov calmly and nicely, with respect, thank you !

#marauders #regulus black #barty crouch jr #evan rosier #snape slander #severus snape slander #ao3 #marauders era #ted talk

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kaaaaaaarf · 11 months

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You Grew Tall (I Stayed The Same) on ao3

Marauders era. Wolfstar. One shot. 1.4k words. Fluff. G.

"Don't laugh.” He turns to find Remus scowling in the direction of Sirius’ feet, his back hunched.“I'm not laughing, Moony!” He was definitely laughing, but he really couldn't help it. Remus truly looked ridiculous. Like a baby giraffe, all unsteady, knobby knees. He’d had a growth spurt over the summer (his third in a year) and his school uniform shorts now barely reached mid-thigh.

This one is for @spindrifters and their extremely important work for the Marauders in Shorts Agenda! This is possibly the fluffiest thing I have ever written, so I hope you like cavities.

#fic: you grew tall (i stayed the same)#ao3 #wolfstar #marauders #fluff #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #lily evans #petey p #my fic #epicblueblanket

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seriouslysam8 · 2 months

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I’ve never understood Wolfstar, Jegulus, or Drarry. Yes, Sirius and Remus were friends but they went that close. If they were would Sirius have believed Remus was a spy? Did this conversation not come up as he was gazing into his eyes or shagging his brains out? Would Remus not have tried to bail or see Sirius in jail? None of it adds up. Jegulus doesn’t make sense either. There’s no interaction between James or Regulus, if James was going to choose a Black it would be Sirius not Regulus. This is the Wolfstar gang wanting to pair James with someone else because they believe Sirius belongs to Remus. Plus, James would never date a death eater. Then there’s Drarry, and I don’t get this pairing at all. They have nothing in common other than being Seekers at quidditch which we don’t even know if that was Draco’s position or if he was placed into that because it was all that was available on the Slytherin team. Harry hates everything about Draco, his morals, his friends, his attitude, and his family, his existence, and his face. Would Harry have really cared if Draco died in the fire? Probably not. He would have felt bad for a few seconds because he’s a cabbage and maybe when Narcissa asked if Draco was alive he would have been thinking fuck I should have tried harder to save the lil bitch (although I can guarantee Harry would have lied to Narcissa about Draco because he needed to get rid of Voldemort). Rorry makes way more sense than Drarry. And don’t even get me started on Drinny. Ginny would have never let that ferret touch her and if she was forced to marry him, you best believe my girl found a way to murder the whole Malfoy family in one night. What all of these pairings have in common is Remus, Regulus, and Draco are completely off character and writer makes them the Casanova of Hogwarts. There’s nothing in the books about Remus being good looking, Regulus is decent looking but not as attractive as Sirius, and there is not even one line of Harry thinking Draco is a good looking guy. The Drarry shippers have made me hate the pairing so much that I can’t even ship Scorbus lol. I hate that kid and want him to die for just being a Malfoy 🤣. I know it’s not fair but you can thank the Drarry shippers for my hatred of Scorbus and pushing their agenda.

I agree with you on all fronts (except for Scorbus because I loooove me some Scorbus and it’s the only thing making me keep Draco alive!)

Wolfstar is like the friends to lovers trope. But I don’t think they were that close either. They thought each other were the spy!! It just doesn’t make sense. I’d love to hear how Wolfstar writers write this. Like do they just forgo canon like they do these characters personalities?? You could maybe sell me on post-Azkaban Wolfstar but they need to be in character and you need to make it make sense, you know?? Even then, I’m suspect. You’d have to do a lot of convincing for me to try it.

James dating a Death Eater?? No, makes zero sense whatsoever. James hated the dark arts. He hated Death Eaters. He would never have dated Regulus. Ever. From what I understood, the characterizations of them are bad in order to make them work.

Now, if you wanted a good friends to lovers couple, I would recommend a nice Prongsfoot or Rarry, like you said. If you want the little cabbage to be born (which I know I do), I love me a well done Jilypad. That throuple just makes sense on so many levels. I’d love to read a long fic with this couple, but I’ve only found short one shots. And, in my mind, Hinny is together in every universe… except the one where Rarry is together. End of story. Sorry, there is one universe where Hinny is not together.

As for Drarry, I view it as like a Dramione. They both make the same amount of sense and you do have to drastically change their canon personalities to make it work. I’m not a big fan of enemies to lovers. But that’s just me.

Now, I do love Scorbus. It’s very Romeo and Juliet with their forbidden love because their families hate each other. There’s not enough good Scorbus out there.

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spindrifters · 1 year

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important visual research for the marauders in uniform shorts agenda

#casually giggling #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #mwpp in shorts agenda #paw patrol #bottom left is remus fr they’re getting Indecent

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ma-lark-ey · 1 year

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I feel like challenging GOD so in my first ever read of Harry Potter I will be listing all of my headcanons in one big master post and sending it into the void space of tumblr thank you goodbye. I have no concept over which of these are hottakes, which of these are widely accepted, and which of them are just me being batshit crazy because as I write this I have never once looked at the Harry Potter fandom proper and my only knowledge of it is My Immortal and the fact that TikTok thinks Harry's dad and Sirius' little brother should makeout. 1. Ron Weasley is autistic.

2. Neville Longbottom is half-Korean on his mother's side, and also probably wears goofy little frog overalls.

3. Ron is tall, Harry is Short

4. Harry's scar is smattered across his face like a lightning storm and not just one little bolt, that's pussy shit. Make that shit dramatic

5. Ron and Luna probably had a fling at one point. Autism for autism

6. No way this isn't fanon, but Luna Lovegood is autistic.

7. Ginny Weasley is the HOTTEST bitch in Hogwarts and she is AWARE.

8. In Goblet of Fire the entire little Ron and Harry arc happening there was that they had a summer fling and then broke up when Ron had his little pissboy arc and they were both babies about it and then went back to having their regularly scheduled bromance thank you goodnight

9. Harry is actually dating a new person each book, no matter how short-lived it is. Why? Comedy. It's FUNNY.

10. I think Harry and Ginny have a shotgun wedding at like, nineteen.

11. All I know is that in my brief dive into AO3 (re: I looked up this exact tag out of morbid curiosity of it was A Thing), Sirius/Snape were apparently one of the smallest ships with like only 2k fics which is wild to me, because that enemies to lovers??? Thought bitches would eat that shit up. I don't ship it, but it still was wild.

12. Sirius and Remus are in love. (post mortum: I have now dived just slightly in the fic of Harry Potter and realize this is widely accepted fanon.)

13. Hermione wears fun frilly dresses outside of school and actually really loves dressing up and being girly fuck this 'not like other girls' agenda going on with her. Put her in a pretty dress and let her frolic in a field with flowers.

14. Luna is a seer. She goes on to teach divination

15. I was gonna say something about in my little noggin Ginny raised her and Harry's kid as a single mom or whatever and it's a fic I'm gonna work on and also his name is Remus Weasley and he's a Slytherin but APPARENTLY that's just the entire plot of the Cursed Child as my HP special interest having bestie informed me. I just added in a Gryffindor pretty boy for my Slytherin Potter boy to make out with when JKR was too much of a coward to make him gay.

16. RON SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN HUFFLEPUFF.

17. Cedric Diggory lived a very long and happy life and had a lovely spouse - guy who got really attached to this dorky little dude, knowing full well how he died.

18. It takes Harry at LEAST two marriages to women to realize he's gay. The egg takes a very long time to crack.

19. Ron is straight. He's just. He's got such bi wife energy.

20. Ginny Weasley is a raging bisexual, and so are the twins, and so is Bill. And Charlie? I know in my soul that's a nonbinary.

21. Luna Lovegood? NOT a lesbian, sorry lesbians. I'm claiming her for the aromantics. That's right. She belongs to us.

22. Fleur Delacour was a lesbian. LESBIAN.

23. Harry and Dudley reconnect in their like, thirties/forties and actually become good friends I think.

24. Harry often does diy piercings in the bathrooms during fifth and sixth year, Luna helps.

25. Fred and Lee Jordan are boyfriends god bless.

26. Out of spite for JKR, here's a list of trans woman in Harry Potter according to ME: Ginny Weasley, McGonagall, Hermione, Luna, Lily Potter (her and James are t4t), Tonks (that bitch is nonbinary transfemme),

27. I will live, breathe, and die by my personal headcannon that Tonks and Remus are comphet and in a lavender marriage but they lovingly coparent their child together and regularly at parties Tonks goes "where's my husband? Oh, he's making out with his boyfriend okay cool." and moves on.

28. Draco Malfoy's patronus is that white ferret Moody Crouch turned him into in book four.

29. In my perfect world James Potter is alive and I love him most than anything, I'm holding him like a wet cat. i literally bought three stag plushes over the month I was reading this series just because I couldn't stop thinking about him.

30. I am ignoring the implications in the epilogue that Harry did not raise Teddy Lupin, because he did, actually. That was the last promise he made to his beloved Remus Lupin and if Deathly Hallows taught us anything it's that Harry Potter keeps a fucking promise <<3

31. Molly and Arthur heavily assisted Harry in his 'I'm gonna raise this god damn orphan to good y'all won't know what hit him. I'm gonna be such a good dad.'

32. I am literally IGNORING all these implications of the Cursed Child. Draco Malfoy is also a banger dad. i think he goes to counseling and sorts out his issues and tries very hard to not put such high expectations on his own kids. I think he tries very hard to undo the damage Lucius did to him, and the bad choices he made in trying to make his parents proud of him. I think he makes sure his kids know better than anything else, that all he wants for them is joy. He wants them to be good, happy people.

33. Just Lovers - Zerrazapriel says that Sirius' patronus is Moony and that's so fucking real and true of that fucking fic and I live by that now.

34. On a similar note, Molly and Arthur have matching patronus'

35. Fuck this 'hermione minister of magic' nonsense that girl is a leftist and would never join politics did jkr forget her own fucking canon of harry and hermione doing their absolute best to fuck the government over for the last half of the series? whatever the fuck. HERMIONE TEACHES CHARMS AT HOGWARTS.

36. I'm sorry I got so heated on that last one. I had thoughts. Anyways, Draco also goes on to become head of Slytherin and teaches DADA.

37. I was so anti-Draco for the entire first five books and then the last two books Happened and so now I'm just holding him so close to my chest. He needs therapy. And i think it takes him until their mid-twenties or so, but I think he does make amends with Harry and the crew and actively tries to come back from the actions of his youth, and obviously the Golden Trio and co are sympathetic because Harry himself in the books clearly could recognize Draco was acting on the instruction of his trusted adults, trusting they knew better than him.

38. this is not a headcanon but the wandlore of Draco having a unicorn hair in his wand and the unicorn hair wizards being the most difficult to turn evil and his wand ultimately being the one to defeat voldemort is sooooooo. He's such a product of grooming and I think about him. I want to study him.

39. YOU KNOW WHAT. what if I said harry trans woman who unpacks her gender after the war is over and has time to contemplate who she is as a person and her and Draco become a very cute and in love little couple in their early thirties??? what then???? (does this fic exist and if it does give me links)

40. I think the funniest mental image ever is if Harry just shows up to a party or whatever with everyone when they're like, 26 with Draco fucking Malfoy in his arm and is like "this is my boyfriend" with no further explanation or nothing and half of the group is like "no yeah this is an expected development" and the other half is like "THE BITCHBOY????" and yeah.

I will most definitely have more Harry Potter thoughts as time goes on but this is all I'll put into the world. Good afternoon, good evening, and goodnight.

#harry potter #lark says #there's a lot here and i dont fully remember what all i said #but it sure is a lot of thoughts I've put into the world.

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floralembarrassment · 2 years

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Easy Way Out (4/8) (jegulus fanfic)

"Go on." Regulus turned as he made this request, proffering a hand as if to pull the explanation right out into the open.

"Well our visit was definitely motivated by this agenda Regulus I won't lie to you. Having you in our side would greatly help despite the significant risk we all know it would be." Remus paused, offering Regulus space to speak, though he did not. He was, however, thankful for the moment to process.

Remus continued: "I will say Regulus it wasn't part of the plan for James to say what he did. I'm not making excuses for him but his love for you was always unmatched. Is still unmatched. He lives in a world where there is simply right and wrong, although you and I both know there is much that is grey."

He spoke evenly, not emotionless, but just as if everything he was saying was objective truth. There was so much in that short amount of explanation that Regulus wasn't really sure where to aim his questions. And unlike Remus he was still vibrating inside trying to cage all his feelings.

"He told me about the baby." This was Regulus' first question, even though it wasn't really a question. James had told him Lily was pregnant. He only asked this for Remus to confirm something he already knew.

Lupin simply nodded. "Regulus I know how you cared for him. When your paths separated Lily was there, and well you had..." he trailed off. He didn't want Regulus to think he was trying to throw anything in his face.

Regulus appreciated Remus' candour. Even in his anger he knew that this man was so good for his brother. "I know I told him it was done. I know what I did. What choices I've made." Remus again only nodded with a both understanding and respect.

"We were never going to work anyway. That life isn't in the cards for me. It was never going to be me." It was half an explanation, half an excuse, and all motivated by the years of messages from his family that he wasn't enough, would never be enough, and couldn't really be loved. This was only the kindling that fuelled the fire of destruction of his relationship with James. James couldn't ever understand Regulus' choices, especially when it came to their sides in this war. If it wasn't for their history, the secret love they once shared, their deep devotion to one another they would never tell, their ethereal connectedness, and truthfully their proximity through Sirius, both Regulus and James would just be old school mates of years past long unknown to one another.

#jegulus #marauders #james potter #james x regulus #marauders era #regulus black #starchaser #marauders fandom #wolfstar #harry potter #james fleamont potter #regulus arcturus black #atyd regulus #fanfic

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