i think one of the things i love about the marauders fandom is how important music is
whether it be david bowie, or queen, or t. rex, or whatever other bands/artists, they're all worth so much to us
i know a lot of people get into older music from the marauders and its so amazing to me (especially as someone who loves music with my entire heart and soul) that part of our community is entirely centered around that
I think my favourite fuck you moment is when Howard Stark says in Captain America the First Avenger said that Hydra won't be attacking them with a pocket knife, and then Hydra and many, many other villans throughout the MCU proceed to attack with knives or types of blades multiple times. Like bitch they took that personally and said Imma fucking show you.
Meeting Barty an actual real life virgin whore (because they all bail out on him once they realise his personality isn't a facade). Who is so desperate for Evan to fuck him when they meet and get talking, that Evan's brain sort of short circuits and he can't find himself the strength to pull the act, because Barty is sorta everything he's ever wanted in a man. Desperate, needy, and a little bit unhinged. Someone he can provide for. Someone he won't tire of.
He asks if Barty will never leave him, after he's made Barty's legs turn to jelly, because it's become routine at this point. The pathetic little whimpered out, please, into Evan’s neck, had him immediately ready for another round.
somewhere out there there's an extremely rich and snobbish evan who pretends to be a dumb drama queen.
every weekend he sleeps with a different guy, and he pretends to be a virgin with all of them. and after they have sex, he makes the most innocent face ever and says something like: "you took my virginity, now you'll never leave me, right?". except all those guys are in a relationship and/or are hiding their homosexuality, and so they disappear TERRIFIED. then evan (and that was his goal all along) wrecks their car or vandalizes their house. and he does this every weekend.
until he meets barty.
name/tag top three people you know!!
I don't know that many people on this app, but I have my own little world with my favs, @indigostation , @read-reblog-repeat , and @mexicanpadfoot with a few others and I think that's all I need.
Trans virgin Remus Lupin, who isn't quite ready for the whole being penetrated by a real living penis thing, but is still the hornist mother fucker out there.
His significant other invests in a vibrator that they will randomly slip into his underwear and maybe tie him up in a way that he doesn't have control of where the vibrator goes and how much pressure is applied.
Once their happy with how Remus is set up they'll leave him there and sit across from him jerking themself off while Remus rips through his probably second or third orgasm already.
My contribution to @fluffbruary 2025 I don't know if I'll do another day, and this is technically a day late, but here it is.
Day 1
I used dark and wander, but it ended up having a mind of its own.
Words: 550
Ship: Neil x Todd
There were just some things about Neil that Todd would never be able to understand about him. Like how he was able to light an entire room up and make the most boring topics some of the most interesting and many more things he found himself cherishing anyway, which is why he found himself wandering through the woods in the middle of the night with Neil clinging to his arm, which Todd could just make out he was beaming from the way the moonlight was hitting his face.
‘Neil, baby, where are we going?’ Todd asked, placing a gentle kiss to his neck when they suddenly stopped in a clearing. Neil looked just as lost as Todd was feeling but he still had the brightest smile on his face that continued to melt Todd into a puddle, like it always did. ‘I don’t know.’ Neil replied through a breath, his voice sounding higher pitched and airier than usual, that Todd couldn’t help himself from laughing as he brought Neil into a kiss. The moon went behind the clouds plunging them both into darkness, he felt Neil tense slightly, uncomfortable being in complete darkness, but Todd just kissed him again wrapping his arms around Neil’s waist and pulling him in close. Neil, predictably, was soothed instantly melting against Todd, one of his hands shyly making its way into his hair while the other wrapped around his neck.
There was something about kissing that always made Neil so incredibly shy, it was something that Todd had always been the one to initiate. Todd guessed that he should have seen that one coming Neil being a person who would be flushed for several minutes after being the one to give Todd a kiss on the cheek, whose favourite movie was Bambi and hid himself from the on screen kiss in sleeping beauty when they went to see it in cinema. Any other physical contact though was a different story, Neil thrived on hugs and cuddles, hand holding the works. It was something that Todd probably should have seen coming as well, and it was a trait of Neil’s that always made Todd’s cheeks burn a bright pink. Neil has always been a tactile person, always leaning on their friends, asking for hugs and sneaking into Todd's bed for cuddles during the night.
Todd found himself gently swaying them to the soft breeze of the wind through the trees, just kissing Neil and holding him close with all the love he could possibly express, coming nowhere near to the amount he actually felt for the other boy. This. This was the life. This was everything Todd could have ever asked for. Neil was everything he could have ever asked for and more. And as Todd kissed Neil that little bit deeper, moving a hand up to Neil’s cheek so he could feel the blush coating the other boy's cheeks, he couldn’t stop smiling. Neil was his everything, Todd never thought he had anything, but now, against all odds, he has everything. This perfect boy was all his, this perfect boy he would wander to the end of the world for, this perfect boy that had managed to consume his entire life in all the right ways.
His perfect boy.
You can not tell me that the James look alike wasn't the shortest pregnancy out of them all. They were ready to be apart of the world yesterday. Definitely a premature baby even by Remus' wack pregnancy schedule like only a month and a half and caused Remus the most trouble out of any of them other than the Sirius look alike. He almost swore off getting pregnant again if it wasn't for the fact that he fell pregnant with the Peter look alike and it was the smoothest pregnancy he'd had.
Ok, I can't currently, at 20 past 11 at night, stop thinking about Neil Perry with a wonky walk. Like he has a left lean walk or something like that where he is always slowly walking off to the left. Charlie definitely, at first, thought Neil was coming onto him with how much he was getting into his personal space, but then he saw Neil walk out of the dining hall, from his place at the table, and saw how he slowly veered to the left.
Charlie, thinking Neil knows about the way he walks, just subtly helps him stay in the right direction even if it sometimes drives him up the wall. The thing is though, Neil doesn't know this fact about himself and is always confused when he smacks into things because he could have sworn he wasn't that close to it before.
Neil is most definitely banned from going into the woods on his own because the one time he did go into the woods by himself, he got so lost that it was the next day before anyone found him. He insists that he doesn't know how he got lost, and annoyed he walks away from them, and all the poets can do is sigh as they watch Neil slowly walk off to the left and of course Neil is looking up at the birds in a near by tree and not where he is going. And he wonders why he got lost in the first place.
The way I internally screamed at how much I loved this HC
Regulus would leave the most insane brusies and bites on Remus' waist, and he'd make sure they were in a spot where when the sweater did ride up, they were visible to all.
This would also make Remus really sensitive in this area, and he would have to force himself not to shudder and melt into a puddle every time Regulus grabbed and held his waist, another thing he was obsessed with doing.
Regulus seeing Remus' slutty waist, V line and light brown hair peaking above his pants while he tries to reach for something and his grandpa sweater lifts up and jerking off to memory for days until he can't take it anymore and pins Remus into a wall.
Headcanon that Snape didn't use to have greasy hair, but he did something to really piss the Marauders off, so they made his hair greasy in retaliation, and no matter what anyone tried they have not been able to reverse it. So Snape is just stuck with greasy hair.
Welcome everyone,
You can call me Liv or Mae I don't mind.
Australian.
I'm a Lesbian.
Love all sorts of music
Up and willing to talk about anything.
Chronic multishipper
Just doing my own thing
Currently shoulders deep in the Marauders fandom I am Remus and Barty trash
Fandoms I'm in (Will be updated)...
Harry Potter/ Fantastic Beasts
House Md
Marvel
Doctor Who
Dead poets society
Criminal minds
Hazbin hotel
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