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theidlespoon · 2 days

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Sirius finds the new Welsh exchange student in the music room during his practice slot. Sparks fly.

or: Sirius didn't expect Remus playing piano to turn him on so much.

just a cute oneshot that popped into my head while watching the idea of you (shitty movie, hot cast, so ofc I watched it) and I HAD to write it. enjoy <3

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iwasgrinninglikeimwinning · 7 months

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Peter: my favourite chocolate is-

Sirius: *claps hand over Peter's mouth* YOU IDIOT!!

*distant rumbling*

James: YOU CAN'T GO AROUND SAYING THAT WORD

Peter: WHAT DID I SAY????

*castle shakes*

*lily walks in*

Lily: please tell me someone didn't say it

Peter: SAID WHAT????

*wall crashes down*

Remus: DID SOMEONE SAY CHOCOLATE

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severussnapemylove · 8 months

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The Marauders map becomes a really creepy concept when you remember it was made by a pack of bullies who loved to torture, torment and humiliate their victims. If you were their target, there would be no escaping them. They could find you whenever they wanted. You would have nowhere to hide.

#the marauders map #anti marauders #harry potter universe #severus snape #anti sirius black #anti james potter

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stylesandpottertoo · 2 months

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"my father didn't strut" james potter would be screaming at the top of his lungs from heaven in support of his boy

'oh but he did strut don't you think he'd laugh about it?' yes WE KNOW but do you think he would see harry being tortured by severus fucking snape and NOT side with harry? darling he wouldnt even THINK of how he walked, all he knows right now is that harry is in pain, and that's all he cares about

#atyd marauders #marauders #harry potter #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #lily evans #wolfstar #jily #severus snape #the marauders map #marauders shitpost #all the young dudes #dead gay wizards #original

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lulublack90 · 2 months

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Prompt 1 - Aparecium

@wolfstarmicrofic March 1, word count 236

Sirius was messing about with the map.

“What are you doing to my map, Sirius?” Remus said sternly, making Sirius jump. He hadn’t heard Remus come into the dorm room.

“I’m trying to get it to spout insults to anyone who tries to read it without the password.” Remus leant over Sirius’s shoulder, interested in his idea. Sirius stopped breathing as he willed his body not to react to Remus’s closeness.

“What are you thinking, Aparecium?” Sirius nodded.

“Yeah, if anyone tries to reveal the map’s secrets, it writes out the insults instead of the actual map.” Sirius had made the mistake of inhaling Remus’s scent. He had to squash down the whine that wanted to escape his lips as the woody smells engulfed his senses.

Remus jumped up and ran to the door. “Where are you going?” Sirius asked, grateful for the space between them.

“To the library, of course. I’m going to get all the books I can. So we make this happen.”

Sirius flopped back onto his bed as he watched the tiny labelled Remus Lupin race out of the Common room and down towards the library.

He exhaled a frustrated breath. He didn’t know when he’d started feeling this way about Remus, but it didn’t appear to be going away. In fact, his attraction was only getting stronger. He rolled and yelled into his pillow, wishing that Remus felt the same way.

#wolfstar #wolfstar microfic #wolfstar fic #sirius black #remus lupin #sirius orion black #remus john lupin #dead gay wizards #sirius x remus #remus x sirius #sirius and remus #remus and sirius #the marauders map #marauders #marauders era #the marauders’ era #aparecium

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aurithemoon · 1 year

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first dates, winter nights.

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the-colourful-witch · 4 months

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~* Narcissa Black *~ The youngest of the Black Sisters. I can't believe she fell in love with Lucius Malfoy (barffff) but here we are.

I drew her very girly. Now, that is my opinion. I think, as a teenager, Narcissa was probably the most vain of her sisters. She cared about clothes, about her appearance. She knew she was pretty and would not shy away from using that to her advantage from time to time. I drew her with curls as well. This, I haven't really seen around much. I think that people have drawn Narcissa with straight hair so much because the actress who portrayed her in the films, Helen McCrory; may she rest in peace, had a straight-hair wig. The same applies to the black and blonde strands, although let us be honest... that style really pops off, damn. I've seen people on TikTok dye their hair like Narcissa Malfoy and I couldn't agree more. It's so badass. Anyway... I drew her with curls because it is a Black family thing. Bellatrix and Andromeda have curls too. Perhaps, later in life, Narcissa found a way to permanently straighten her hair, or she does it every day. The way I see it, her natural hair is curly and I think it looks great on her :) The outfits were a real struggle... I like the middle one, it feels very playful and fashionable. Narcissa gives all the 'youngest sibling' energy. The world definitely revolves around her :) So, yeah, I'm a bit torn about how this turned out, but I'm excited to continue figuring out the Black sisters. It's fun and new for me.

To finish, some outfit sketches. See you next time, people! xxx

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wisteria-cherry · 3 months

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Hi I've been searching everywhere for a new barty Crouch Jr story and I've read your head cannon for dating him as well as some of your other works and I really enjoy your writing so I was wondering if maybe I could request a reader x barty crouch Jr book where reader is good friends with Regulus and barty gets jealous or something along those lines leading to him to confess his feelings for reader? Anyways thank you for taking the time to read my request! Love your writing!

ofc sweetie <33 tysm for your support!!

dream come true

“are you busy today?” barty asked as the two of you settled down in the courtyard, pulling out books and parchment to begin your respective papers— barry’s for transfiguration (his punishment for sabotaging a gryffindor’s teacup that they were meant to transfigure. the gryffindor deserved it; he’d taken barty’s teacup by accident but then wouldn’t give them back. of course, mcgonagall was quite biased, so barty was the recipient of punishment) and yours for charms.

“i am, i’m going to hogsmeade with regulus.” you respond absentmindedly, trying to balance your inkwell on a tree root so you didn’t have to put it in the dirt. “he said he’d be here soon to pick me up.”

“pick you up? what is he, your boyfriend?” barty scoffed. you only laugh, and barty hoped his face wasn’t as red as it felt. he was serious; he didn’t like how close you and regulus were. he never had.

“he’s just a friend, barty,” you roll your eyes. “how do i write an introduction about the aguamenti charm? it’s just a spell…”

“c’mere, let me see.” barty patted the spot beside him, and you moved over to sit next to barty, leaning against his shoulder as he looked at what you had on your parchment already. not much. really, he didn’t need to see your parchment, nor did he need you to sit next to him to help you, but he liked it when you did. you were warm; not that barty ran cold, but it was nice having you up against him to shield him from the crisp, autumn air.

“try starting with what the charm is.” he glanced over at you, you with your chin on his shoulder. you who looked so pretty, you who he wanted as his. “then summarize the history of it. that’s what you’re writing on, yes?”

“yeah.”

“so then summarize it with a couple words. nothing specific, otherwise you won’t have anything to write later—“

“hello.” you and barty both looked up at the new voice.

“regulus!” your face brightens, and you stand up, hugging him. regulus hugged back, and barty’s brow furrowed.

“are we going?” you ask.

“yes, i only have to change. i came from herbology.” regulus made a face, clearly not pleased by his dirt-stained sleeves and muddied trousers.

“i’ll wait for you here. barty’s helping with my essay.” you say, and regulus looks to barty and nods at him.

“barty.

“regulus.” barty nods back. you sit back down next to barty.

“i’ll be back in twenty minutes.” regulus says. “don’t leave without me, yeah?”

“see you then.” you laugh, and regulus walks away.

“you two are close.” barty says almost immediately after regulus was out of earshot. you look to him. he’d been acting somewhat strange, seemingly overly concerned about you and regulus.

“barty, i already said we’re friends.” you repeat. “is something the matter?”

“no.” barty scowled and looked back to his paper.

“barty.”

“i said nothing’s wrong.”

“are you sure?”

barty stopped, feeling his chest tighten. did he dare confess his feelings? he had no idea if you liked him back. you never gave any indication. in fact, anything barty would classify as flirting was directed towards regulus. did he want to risk his entire friendship with you for some stupid feelings?

yes.

“i like you.” barty blurts out, and immediately clenches his jaw.

stupid, stupid, stupid.

but then you break into a smile and there’s some hope— either you’re about to laugh at him or laugh with him.

“i like you too, barty.” you say finally, and the tightness in barty’s chest dissipates.

“you mean you don’t like regulus?” barty asks, trying not to sound as breathless as he felt. you laugh.

“i told you he’s just a friend.” you wave your hand. “merlin, barty, for someone so clever…”

“yes, i’m daft, very funny, now c’mere.” barty was smart. he knew he was smart. quite frankly, he didn’t like people proving that he had moments where he wasn’t. so, he did what he thought was the best option in order to change the subject; the option he’d been waiting to have since first year when he first realized how much he liked you.

he kissed you. obviously.

lips slotted against yours, he felt his heart nearly explode. finally, finally, he could know you belonged to him, and everyone else in the courtyard could know, too. he didn’t care that he was kissing you publicly, despite the fact that barty himself shamed those who did the same. this was different, this was you. this was a dream come true.

#marauders drabbles #marauders drabble #harry potter marauders #the marauders map #the marauders era #marauders map #the marauders #marauders era #marauders #barty crouch jr x reader #barty crouch junior #barty jr #barty crouch jr #regulus black #request

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the-sun-is-also-a-star · 9 months

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PSA to The Maruaders fandom

Not liking a headcanon, popular or not, does not make a person a bigot. Surprising, I know! But it really doesn't.

There's been TONS of discourse lately over transfem sirius and I would like to give my opinion on it. If you like the headcanon, that's fine, good for you!! If you do not like the headcanon, that is also fine. Not liking the headcanon does NOT make someone transphobic and if you think it does you need to rethink your views on life because what the actual fuck. Apparently people also claim that not liking transfem sirius is misogynistic and if you genuinely think that BOY do you need a wake up call. If one person can genuinely argue how either of those points makes even vague sense, I will consider changing my mind, however, as I actually have a fucking clue of what bigotry really is, I dont see that happening in the near future.

In the same way, this applies to almost every headcanon, including not hc james as queer or even as desi (no, that does not make you racist, please fucking get over yourselves) or hc-ing remus as disabled.

I would like to point out, however, that if you do enjoy any of these headcanons, its absolutely fine!! I even enjoy quite a few of them myself including pan, desi james and genderfluid sirius!! You should also post about them on your own platforms as much as you like and engage in media with the same headcanons!! You should NOT, however, argue and hate on people who post about not liking them, because just as it is your prerogative to like something, its their prerogative to like something else and neither of those times is it hurting anyone. It is also your prerogative to post about stuff you don't like!! Just do it on your OWN platform and not one someone elses.

At the end of the day, they're all fictional, let's have a little decorum, okay?

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that-bitch-kat3 · 1 year

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sirius: i have decided to make a film of my life! i believe muggles call them biographical. lily you will be playing the role of my mother-

lily: i don’t want to be your mother

sirius: perfect! you already know your lines

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opheliablackpotter · 1 month

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James: Regulus Arcturus Black, stop looking at me with those eyes - _ -

Regulus: what eyes :3

Also Regulus:

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sstarmoon · 2 months

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All the marauders did their part in creating the Marauder's Map. They spent months studying to perfect every detail, to capture every corner, every hiding place of the castle that they knew like the back of their hands. But Peter, unlike James, Sirius and Remus, wasn't the brightest student. There wasn't much he could contribute. But Peter had a talent, he liked to draw, since he was little. He was good at it, the only thing he could say he did well. The only talent he thought he had. So Peter was on cloud nine when James asked him if he could draw the Marauder's Map.

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goodomens-girlie · 2 months

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rip Sirius Black you would’ve loved Crowley

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70swizards · 9 months

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james potter

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something-tragic-and-pretty · 1 year

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Can you just imagine how entranced James Potter would be by matchsticks? Like ‘yes Remus I know that I can just use a spell but this is a different kind of magic’ and he would sit there and just light like half the box just scraping the sticks and giggling to himself, and the fire would reflect in his eyes, before Lily took them off him because he could injure someone with those, but had to fight to keep herself from falling into laughter because James is just so entranced

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lulublack90 · 12 days

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Prompt 26 - Aimless

@jegulus-microfic April 26, Word count 682

Previous part First part

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Huh?” He said inelegantly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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