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*puts this out to lure prongsfoot shippers to my blog*
Hot Girl Summer is reading soul-shattering fanfiction about dead gay wizards from the 70s.
and when he runs away to stay with the potters he gets 1) the world’s absolute worst sunburn that leaves him bedridden for a week and 2) the world’s absolute best tan that leaves [remus/james/mary/whoever you ship him with]’s jaw falling through the floor
Sirius is only so pale because he was never let outside.
Just mpreg Remus, where instead of a human 9-month pregnancy, it's the length of a wolf, which is roughly 2 months, or a werewolf, which is around 3 months. No matter how you look at it, everyone is going to be collectively losing their shit. Just picture the chaos.
Ok but what if they did end up having more kids than the Weasley's, but it was purely on accident, but not at the same time.
Baby 1# Mini Sirius (the tall version)
Baby 2# Mini James 2.0 (the short version)
Baby 3# Mini Peter (the prettier version)
Baby 4# to everyone's horror looks a little too much like Barty and got Regulus' stubbornness and most of Remus' batshit and self destructive personality traits.
Baby 5# and 6# twin girls, and Remus apparently has quite a few generational traits that he wasn't aware he could pass down because they essentially are carbon copies of Lily in appearance, but 5# personality is Regulus and 6# is Remus personality wise.
Sirius is upset because both Lily and James got two mini versions of themselves, and he's only got one. Peter is happy with his one mini him and doesn't understand what Sirius is on about.
Regulus and Remus decided to have one more kid to tie up with the Weasley's and because both Regulus and James, along with Marlene and Sirius, insisted that they should create a family quidditch team.
Baby 7#, 8#, 9#, 10# quadruplets, Remus doesn't think he'd ever been more mad at Regulus for knocking him up than when he found out he was going to be having quadruplets. He honestly didn't think he could do it, though, and frankly, he was scared. Before his mum passed, he'd hear the story about how her own mum couldn't handle giving birth and passed along with the 4 babies.
They are identical, and they look like Remus with Regulus' grey eyes and lip shape, Poppy lucked out. The quadruplets also ended up in different houses and are constantly switching places. They spent too much of their childhood with James.
moonwater's bad karma results in them birthing prongsfoot lmao
#1 is fucking Sirius, but that was to be expected, the black brothers look like twins, Reg's looks and Remus' mischief, natural
#2 gets Remus' pretty curly brown hair, quickly develops Reg's love for quidditch, and it's not until they're walking in Diagon Alley and someone asks if they're babysitting harry that they realize POTTER CLONED HIMSELF AGAIN, IN THEIR OWN CHILD
Peter is forever sad that he doesn't get his own twin, keeps begging moonwater to try for another but they're too scared (actual reason he became a traitor)
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.
guys we look and we don't judge and I did all this shit w/ my finger sooo I'm penless
its supposed to be lily buttttttttttt yea
just learned that sirius' middle name isn't canonically Orion and also learned that Marlene is supposed to have red hair. Respectively, what the heck
hc that Remus lupin is allergic to almost everything
wolf "you drew stars around my scars" star
OH FUCK- WAIT- you know how it could have been Neville to be the chosen one, what if that was because Harry never existed because James went with Regulus and they died together?!?!?
im delusional
trying to find a new artstyle 💀
Yooooooo
So update on the Marauders x Ocean’s 11 (i tried to do only girls but this line up just worked so well)
James as Danny Ocean
Lily as Rusty (we know who the real brain is)
Sirius as Ruben
Mary as Saul
Dorcas as Frank?
Marlene as Basher
Pandora as Yen?
Regulus as Linus
Evan and Barty as Virgil and Turk
Lily as Livingston
Peter as Tess (no romantic Prongstail)
Voldy as Benedict
(Obviously it’s their global role, they won’t be exactly them)
You seemed interested: @braddicted
this xeno characterisation is so dear to me
Favourite loser? 🤨 Like actual losers, not just "well, they're weird". You seem like a Peter person
Okay, starting off by saying I love this ask!!
When I think of losers in the marauders era I wouldn't immediately think of Peter, or at least not the way I hc him. But I do love him in his own special way, but not a loser way. I think there are more losery losers out there.
Like Xenophilius. Man is a humanoid string of cooked spaghetti who loves conspiracies and everything thinks he's a freak. He doesn't have many friends beyond Pandora and Barty (who is also perpetually perceived as being a loser), so he spends a lot of time on his own muttering to himself.
He goes on to be the editor of a magazine that 99% of the wizarding community thinks is nonsense and is mostly ignored. Pandora and Luna regularly have to try and convince him that he's not a loser, not fully believing their own words. He tried to start a Hogwarts student magazine but it was just him, nobody else signed up, or at least not using real names.
He sits in corners of Hogwarts writing things down in his little notebook with his long limp hair that he has to be persuaded to cut and wash, and when he's not in uniform he dresses in clothes that nobody else wears from odd muggle stores in the depths of London.
Some people say he's wacky and zany but I think my boy Phil is a certified loser. He sits down at the Ravenclaw table and people get up and move away from him. He's vibing in his own world doing his little dance like at Bill and Fleur's wedding with his yellow clothes and odd throat singing and pisses the common room off because he refuses to keep it to the confines of his dorm.
In the wise words of Alex, "Phil is the real odd fuck".
You just whisper "1981" and if the other person starts to cry, you know you have found one of your ppls.
Then, you start to cry as well, of course
Guys, as a fandom, we should have like specific signs to recognize each other in public.
Like lesbians with the carabiner.
PLEASE I NEED THIS
Sirius Black
marauders era characters by my daylist:
lily evans
Sirius: Bro- Remus: No, no, hold up, rewind. Remus: My tongue was down in your throat just a second ago and now you're calling me bro??
Sirius: Do you love me? Remus: We’re literally married. Sirius: Yeah, but as friends or—
my mauraders era otp (sorry wolfstar)
rosekiller being the most badass couple ever, both covered in tattoos, with exotic hair colours, wearing mostly leather clothing, smoking when and wherever they want..
and then their nicknames for eachother are 'rosie' and 'baby'.
i do not play a part in choosing my hyperfixations. they chose me and consume me for the rest of my life.
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Pairing : Remus Lupin x Reader
Summary : The stress of your final year at Hogwarts was getting to you, with NEWTs coming closer, you were an absolute mess. You were avoiding everyone, especially him.
“Meet me at our spot?” Remus asked one afternoon, obviously you couldn’t say no. The stress of exams lead you to confess something you never thought you would.
Warnings: Fluff and Mild language.
Author’s note: Hey cuties, this story/fic has no specific gender for the reader , so I’m just gonna tag it ‘x reader’. I wrote this as a way to cope with my own exam stress 😔( instead of studying ofc). Happy reading xx.
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“The essay on ‘The Draught Of The Living Death’ is due this week, remember -16 inches of parchment! Class dismissed.” Professor Slughorn’s announcement met with disappointed sighs from the students. Great, you thought to yourself. One more bloody thing to add to your to do list. You ran your fingers through your hair, coating them in grease. Oh god. How long had it been since you washed your hair? You didn’t even look in the mirror anymore, infact you were pretty sure you weren’t even wearing the whole uniform. They weren’t joking about NEWTs (nastily exhausting wizarding test) , it earned its name. But it’s fine, studying is good. Studying is better than thinking about him. You forced yourself off the desk and tried not to collapse on the floor due to exhaustion.
“You look like hell.” Remus said, placing a hand on your shoulder.
“Gee thanks, Moony. Always knew how to make a girl feel good about herself.” You replied, sarcastically.
You and Remus made your way to the great hall for lunch, and joined the rest of your friend group.
“Merlin…. What happened to you, y/n?” Sirius asked.
“What is it with everyone today?! Am I the only one who’s not able to keep up with all the work the professors are throwing our way?!” You snapped.
“Well, we do have our NEWTs this year-“
James said, getting cut off by Lily.
“Oh leave her alone! I’m just as exhausted as you, y/n. Honestly , I’m hanging on by a thread.”
The lot of you finished your lunch in silence, exam season was really getting to everyone.
You made your way to the library, not lifting your gaze from the book in your hand, when you bumped into a tall figure.
“Bloody hell, you’re really loosing it, aren’t you?” Remus joked.
“Yea. How aren’t you?” You asked, but you already knew the answer. Remus Lupin ,the smartest student in your year. He never got anything less than an ‘O’ in all his exams, yet he always remained calm and collected. You wanted to ask him how he did it, but you didn’t want to sound like you were praising him or anything. Ew. You guys didn’t do all that sappy bullshit.
“Eh, you know me.” He said, casually.
“I’m worried about you, love. You seem so stressed. Meet me at our spot? After classes? It’s been a while since we’ve had one our ‘chats’. “ He said, giving you that warm Remus Lupin smile that always made you melt. Ugh. Get your shit together, y/n.
“Um. Yea. Okay. I’ll see you there.” You smiled and walked away.
After an unbearably long time, classes had finally finished for the day. You remembered your promise to Remus, dropped your things off in your dorm, and made your way to the Whomping Willow. It had been ‘your spot’ since third year, when you found out about Moony’s furry little problem. You saw Madam Pomfery guiding him to that eldritch tree one night, curiosity took over and you decided to investigate. Remus wasn’t thrilled when you confronted him, but he grew fond of talking to you about things he couldn’t talk to others, not even the marauders. They knew about him being a werewolf, but they didn’t understand or listen to him like you did. So, atleast once a week, you and Remus found yourselves sitting under the Whomping Willow and emptying out the greatest sorrows of your hearts. You laughed and laughed for hours, till neither of you even understood why you were sad in the first place. Remus had this effect on you, he made you feel seen. Not that no one else saw you, but seen in a way no one else had before. Seen and heard. You didn’t want to admit it, but Merlin…. The things you would do for Moony.
The weather was pleasant in an odd way. It wasn’t too sunny nor was it gloomy, it was a perfect mix of clouds and slight wind.
“Y/n!” Remus waved at you, as he laid down under the tree. There was a knot in the tree he would press with the help of his wand, to stop it from crushing you both to your deaths.
“Hiya, Moony.” You laid down right next to him, turning to his side to face him.
“Not handling the NEWTs stress very well then?” He asked.
“What does it look like?” You said, gesturing to your pathetic state.
Remus reached into his pocket and offered you some chocolate. You couldn’t refuse. This was one of the things you loved about him so much, no matter when no matter where, your moony always had chocolate with him. He even smelt like it at this point.
“I miss you.” Remus whispered.
“I’m right here.” You smiled, a tinge of guilt settling in your stomach. You had been avoiding Remus. You loved him so much, he was your person, but you started to develop new feelings- feelings you didn’t recognise- towards him, so you being you, decided to distance yourself from him. He was your best friend, he was moony for Merlin’s sake. Whatever stupid new feelings you had were best kept suppressed.
“No you’re not. I get it, y/n. NEWTs are stressful, but you cannot keep pushing me away like that. You’re my best friend.” Remus complained, tucking a strand of your stray hair behind your ear.
Friend. That word friend made something inside of you hurt. It was strange, you never thought being called ‘best friend’ by Moony would make you feel any shade of sadness, but thats what it was doing.
“Well, that’s the problem, isn’t it?” You blurted out. You didn’t care if he knew now, it was paining you too much to keep it all in.
An addled look spread across Remus’ face.
He took you by your wrist and rolled you towards him, pulling you into a tight embrace. You both started to laugh uncontrollably.
“Oi! Loony Lupin! Let me gooo!” You protested, squirming against his grip. You didn’t want to admit it, but you felt so safe in his arms. Nothing could go wrong right now, not when Moony was holding you.
“Never! Not until you tell me what that meant.” He chucked into your shoulder.
You stopped laughing and looked him dead in the eye. Can’t you tell? Look me in the eye, Remus. Can’t you tell that I’m in love with you? You thought to yourself, but obviously, you couldn’t say that.
Suddenly, you noticed how close the two of you actually were. His hands were around your waist, both your faces inches away, you could feel his warm breath against your cheeks.
You jerked upright, escaping his grip, and stood up.
“Right, erm… I’m gonna go-“ You mumbled.
“Y/n! Stop! Why are you being like this?” He shouted after you.
“Why am I being like this? How thick can you be!!?? Honestly Remus, for someone so smart, you really are dumb.” You spat, not caring what he thought.
“What are you talking about, y/n?” He stopped you from walking, standing too close to you for your liking.
“I’m bloody in love with you, you fool.” You managed, your voice barely a whisper.
Well, thats the end of your friendship with Remus Lupin. He was probably gonna laugh in your face now, with the rest of the marauders of course. But wait, he wasn’t laughing- his eyebrows creased as a delicate smile spread across his face.
“Oh love, why didn’t you just say so?” He closed the distance between the two of you by pulling you into a deep kiss. You kissed back, maybe too eagerly, but you didn’t care. You had waited for this for so long, your insides felt like a rollercoaster, as he wrapped an arm around your waist.
You pulled away and looked at his face, he was completely undone.
“Maybe instead of avoiding me and drowning yourself in school work, if you had told me how you felt, you would’ve found out that I felt the same way.” Remus said, kissing your forehead.
You smiled. Remus and you, under the Whomping Willow- your spot. Everything was okay now, you felt normal again, after so long.
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Does anyone have any good fic recommendations for the Slytherin skittles😂 that doesn't involve jegulus. I'm more of a jilly kinda gal but I love reg to bits.
because i get so much marauders text content and because lowkey everyone has the same dynamic (james is romeo, remus is ben, sirius is mercutio, lily is juliet, snape is tybalt) you can READ the text content witH DIFFERENT NAMES and get DOUBLE FANDOM CONTENT because theyre LOWKEY THE SAME
like everyone still dies at twenty because of a miscommunication. its okay.
can somebody please talk to me about the parallels between bencutio and wolfstar
like not only is it a similar dynamic but THEY ALSO LOOK THE SAME i swear
can somebody please talk to me about the parallels between bencutio and wolfstar
like not only is it a similar dynamic but THEY ALSO LOOK THE SAME i swear
James: oh my god, remus, sirius' brother is so pretty I'm having a midlife crisis this is not ok
Remus, so done with this: James you're eleven you can't be having a midlife crisis. Just don't tell sirius.
This is killing me 😭😭😭 what do they even want to read?
no, no i don’t
Some people say “Not everything is about Wolfstar.” They’re wrong. Everything is about Wolfstar. Even things that aren’t. Especially things that aren’t.
when barty crouch jr was caught at the end of the triwizard tournament, he was happy for 2 reasons.
the smaller reason, reason number 1, was that the dark lord was coming back.
we all know that in even cannon barty absolutely WORSHIPED the dark lord and he was estatic he was back.
the second reason, which i think was the larger one, was that he knew he was about to die.
he knew it, we knew, we all did.
it was practically, like, standing on a stage in front of everyone.
but he was happy to die because he would meet his best friends regulus and pandora again.
he was happy because he was going to meet his Evan again.
but he didn't.
he never did, and never will.
shuffle your last playlist and post the first five songs that come up. then copy/paste this ask to your mutuals <3
lets do this!
No Sleep Till Brooklyn - Beastie Boys
California Songs - Local H
Dream A Little Dream Of Me - The Mamas & The Papss
Sympathy For The Devil - The Rolling Stones
The Chain - Fleetwood Mac
yeah, it's quite 60s/70s/90s. kinds funny actually