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radiohead-spiderman · 4 months

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“Jam you can’t just make the Black family French because you want to” WHO’S going to stop me?? Hm?? Who’s going to stop me?? All those mfs are FRENCH, they were going to go to Beauxbaton even

You can pry French baguette eating ancient house of Black out of my cold dead hands

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startledstoat · 9 months

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Thinking about Harry being multilingual and not realizing he's switching between multiple languages when he's a toddler so it's like all the adults trying to work together to put together the puzzle that makes up his all of his sentences of French from Reg and Sirius, English from everyone, Punjabi from Effie and James, Urdu from Monty and James, and a little bit of Welsh from Remus

Eventually they all accidentally become multilingual thanks to Harry

Noooo omg what if Lily is fluent in all of them so they just like send her voice recordings of Harry speaking when she's not there like "please help us our love our light our lily love 😭😭"

#marauders #sirius black #regulus black #remus lupin #harry potter #james potter #jegulus #wolfstar #starchaser #desi james potter #desi harry potter #welsh remus #french regulus black #french sirius black #fleamont potter #euphemia potter #lily potter #lily evans #Multilingual lily evans

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stargazingtranquility · 4 months

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Harry knows a lot of languages, in theory, but he’s only fluent in English like;

He can completely understands Punjabi because that’s the Potters’ native language but he can’t quite grasp speaking it. He picks up French terms of endearments/cuss words from Regulus and Sirius. He knows welsh cuss words as well as philosophical translations because of Remus. He can playfully imitate Italian pick up lines because of Barty. He knows to hide when he hears Swahili because Dorcas only reverts back to it when she’s completely pissed at someone. But everyone around him speaks English the majority of the time, so that’s what he speaks.

Then he gets to Hogwarts and meets Draco Malfoy who can hold a conversation in just about any language someone speaks to him in and fuck, Harry never thought that French was romantic. He’s never seen Punjabi as alluring before. He didn’t consider Italian as attractive.

He spends the summer begging members of his family to teach him more of their languages so he can go back and prove to Draco that he is stupid in more than one language.

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lionmythflower · 1 month

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hc that peter knows a bunch of languages bc he already grew up knowing 3 languages (both of this parents know languages other than English) and he picks up languages really easily, so a bunch of his friends will all be speaking in theyre first languages and Peter will just casually respond in the same language and they'll js have to do a double take for a moment

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theres-an-endless-starry-sky · 27 days

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AUSSIE TRUCKER REMUS AND RICH SIRIUS CHAPTER 1/?

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liquidisedfrogs · 3 months

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french sirius and reggie have my whole heart honest to god

#harry talks about shit #marauders #harry potter #marauders era #regulus black #jegulus #sirius black #wolfstar #french sirius black #french regulus black

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hrlx23 · 5 months

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Sirius would pronounce Target as Tarzhay and it would piss Remus off so much

(So would James and it pisses Regulus off)

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siriusblack-the-third · 5 months

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Haven't written anything in a little while so here's a short prongsfoot drabble :))

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Sirius can't find James.

Ergo, he does the most logical thing that can be done in this situation— goes to the Marauders' hidden library.

It wasn't originally a library. Sirius isn't sure it can be called one now either, but it's theirs, and the boys are proud of it. They found a hidden room behind the tapestry of Wilhelm the Weird in their second year, and Remus and James— the bookworms that they were— immediately pounced on the idea of setting up their own little library/ experimentation nook. It took them most of third year to set it up, what with dragging furniture to the fourth floor and smuggling in curtains and a chandelier and carpets and other stuff. Now, in their seventh year, it's the Marauders' favourite place.

Sirius slips behind the tapestry and places a palm on a particular stone. "I solemnly swear," he murmurs, lips twitching at the password they had set at the beginning of fourth year, "that I am up to no good. Marauder's honour."

Immediately, a door materialises next to the stone, and he turns the handle and swings it open silently. The walls are covered in shelves upon shelves of books ranging from magical theory to textbooks for Mastery to research papers to old myths and ancient histories to stories and novels and fiction and nonfiction— you name it. The candles and chandelier are lit, and the circular hearth in the centre of the room sports a magical smoke-free fire in a soft green. Sirius smiles. Green is James' favourite colour.

As expected, James is curled up in his favourite cozy green armchair, knees tucked close to his chest and glasses at the tip of his nose. His head is buried in that giant book Mr Potter sent him an hour ago, Arithmantic Advancements in The 18th Century, and it is no surprise to Sirius that he is almost a quarter of the way through it. James has a phenomenal reading speed, and is obsessed with Arithmancy.

Nerd, Sirius thinks fondly as he leans against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets, knowing full well that the term applies to him as well. All the Marauders are giant nerds and they know it, they own it; they make being a nerd cool.

Quiet as death, he pushes off the doorframe and moves forward till he is standing behind James, then leans down to murmur in his ear.

"Boo."

"AAI ZAVLI!"

James near about jumps out of his skin, and Sirius dodges the reflexive curse with a loud roar with laughter that echoes off the walls of the room. James reaches out to smack him upside the head, and Sirius lets him, too busy with doubling over and clutching his stomach to mind it much.

“Ton visage,” he gasps breathlessly, shoulders shaking with mirth, “ah putain, ton visage—”

He breaks off once again into helpless laughter, and James huffs indignantly.

“I could have hurt you, murkha!” he exclaims, and Sirius laughs even harder even though he knows just how dangerous that curse was. It would have made him cough up his lungs— certainly a most painful way to die.

“We both know the counterspell, mon amour,” he breathes, still chuckling. “I'd have been fine.”

James huffs again and crosses his arms over his chest, glaring up at Sirius. Times like these, Sirius relishes the few inches he has on James; he smirks and leans down to press a kiss to his forehead, raising a hand to tangle his index finger in a strand of pitch black hair and tug gently as a silent apology.

James cocks an eyebrow, and Sirius simply grins back, making him sigh in exasperation.

“Fine, fine, I forgive you,” he grumbles, and Sirius beams, wrapping an arm around him and tugging him forward into a soft, chaste kiss. James melts into the contact, reaching up to cup Sirius' cheeks and tilting his head down for a better angle.

“What did you want?”

Sirius shrugs. “I couldn't find you.”

He does not really have another answer, and they both know he does not need one. James gríns, that one expression that always promised chaos. “Then, help me get back at Moony, for giving me shit about that essay on reactive properties of powdered dragon scale.”

Sirius grins back, silver eyes sparking with mischief.

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Translations

Aai zhavli: Marathi, literally "mother is fucked"

Murkha: Marathi, "idiot"

Ton visage: French, "your face"

Ah, putain: French, "oh fuck"

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@roalinda @gracelesslady23 @strwbi-laces @prongsfoot-wolfstar

#prongsfoot #romantic prongsfoot #bambibelle #prongsfoot fic #prongsfoot drabble #sirius black #james potter #harry potter #james x sirius #sirius x james #indian james potter #french sirius black #bookworm james potter

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undeuxs · 1 month

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wolfstar (remus x sirius), long au with suggestive themes

thinking about parisian!sirius, who moved out from london with his family when he was barely 12, and now being 21 his beloved childhood friends, james, peter and remus, are visiting him for the first time in paris.

sirius gets so excited about them coming over that he starts annotating which pubs are worth it and which aren't. he gets more and more nervous when their reunion is approaching that he finds himself trying to guess which places in the city will the boys like better.

"james would love to hang out anywhere, only because we will be together... but maybe he would like it even more with a pint or two."

"peter... that boy would follow us everywhere. even if we plot a murder, he'd choose to be there with us."

and then there is remus. remus.

most of the time sirius has to stop and truly think to himself, "what will remus like?"

truth be told, he has not seen them in such a long time, sirius sometimes has this thought that they may feel like foreigners to him now. he knows what they look like. he knows how their voices sound through the phone. he knows that james has a big crush on this red haired girl from university. he knows peter trains every morning with james against his own will.

but what does he knows about remus that remus dares to admit to him outloud? being realistic, not too much.

so sirius keeps repeating the same question, like a mantra in his head, "what will remus like?"

"the louvre, probably, he likes art. but no... that is too cliché for him..."

"headquarters of the communist party? it's nice and it has history. oh, but he will think i want to come off as some know-it-all..."

luckily when they arrive sirius doesn't have to worry about such questions anymore. between what james and remus planned beforehand, their excruciatingly long to-do list covered almost everything you could do for several weeks.

it is james who shows the biggest excitement among them, hugging sirius thrice when they finally meet, the way a true big brother would do. peter seems nervous, as if the city would swallow him. and remus, always sweet remus, who has grown taller than sirius and now sirius has to tilt his head backwards to get a full view on his face.

although they do not hug, their smiles are enough.

the boys are staying at sirius' place, who, since starting university, moved out and now gets to live in a beautiful, perfectly decorated flat just in the center of the city, away from his awful family.

they go out, explore the city, play records at sirius' apartment, smoke a lot and drink a lot. it's always sirius' treat, and even though they offer to pay him back, they forget about it when james and remus have to carry a pretty much wasted sirius to the taxi.

they all have their individual bedrooms (thank god sirius' place is huge), therefore one night, when remus slips under sirius' bedsheets, sirius doesn't know what to do. sure that night they drank heavily as they are used to do, but is remus that drunk to get his own bedroom wrong?

they fall into comfortable silence, until remus speaks, his words a low whisper, coated in sweetness and truthfulness which makes sirius doubt whether he is supposed to hear them or not.

"i missed you a lot."

sirius tries to conceal he's started to feel nervous by slowly rolling to one side. in a gentle motion, as if otherwise he would disrupt the quietness of the moment, he gets the pack of cigarettes that rested on the bedside table.

"want one?" he offers.

"enough for tonight i'd say."

in the end, they share the cigarette. the only sound in the room being them inhaling and exhaling the smoke, with open windows.

"you've grown handsome, you know?" sirius chooses to break the silence, admiting the truth that remained unspoken among the friend group. remus is now the tallest one, his chiseled jawline and soft stare makes him objectively handsome.

"are you hiding your girl from us, or?" sirius inquires, giving the fact that remus had not talked about any girls he was curious about with them.

remus shows the most delicate smile sirius has ever seen. even surrounded by darkness, sirius still manages to contemplate remus' eyes looking straight into his.

"no, not interested at all in girls."

sirius stops asking then.

after that night, they start looking for each other's eyes constantly. james and peter seem to not notice this, or rather choose to ignore it. under the table their knees brush, their bodies craving for some closure.

all of them keep going out. they go to every touristy place in the city, drink and smoke and joke around. they laugh a lot.

one night while on their new favourite place, a famous leftist bar next to sirius' place, remus sits next to sirius, then whispers in his ear, a grin plastered on his face: "viens me faire un bisou."

at first he did not understand his thick english accent while trying to speak in french, but, oh, when the realization hits him... sirius' mind goes blank.

"what?"

"a guy over there said it to me, what does it mean?"

remus is drunk, but so is sirius, and this situation couldn't be worse now that james and peter are looking at them pretty much confused and curious at the same time.

"nothing important, it's a joke about tourists."

sirius can tell that remus doesn't believe him.

and so that very same night remus goes to sirius' bedroom once again.

"what did it mean, sirius? the french phrase, i mean." remus mutters, getting under sirius's sheets with an upsetting casualness.

sirius could lie, of course. but something in the back of his mind tells him not to do it. like a man standing in front of a cliff ready to jump, he responds.

"give me a kiss."

and this time they lose all of their inhibitions.

neither james nor peter will know that sirius admitted what that phrase truly meant. they won't know as well how one of remus' hands caressed sirius' long hair, or how sirius pulled the tallest one closer against him.

it is a secret they keep to themselves. the cigarettes they smoke after daring to touch each other, the long conversations when no one could hear them. breaking a secret vow and creating a new one, with the prospect that they could embrace freely each other again and again.

night after night, remus keeps going to sirius' room. and, as if desire had taken over them, both become bolder.

it is in pub's restrooms where they kiss each other without shame. sometimes the sounds of belts undoing and zippers going down accompany the fervor of the kisses. although this only happens whenever their friends start a heated discussion with at least three other people in the pub because, of course, only james potter could manage to get three or four parisians to discuss in english with them.

if their friends notice the change, they don't say anything, and sirius is glad for that, because remus' hand sometimes rests on his leg, and sirius' door does a pretty loud sound when it's locked.

remus and sirius kiss each other whenever they can, rough and softly, with their hands tracing the other's body. their skin was craving that exact feeling for such a long time, now they cannot stop, asking one to separate from the other would be like trying to separate tissue from bone. it is in those casual moments when they are the same thing: two boys, with complex minds and complex hearts that secretly longed for their forbidden equal to embrace them.

#long ass au #wrote this in an airplane #paris hater number one thats me #inspired by my hostal which was next to a leftist bar and there were a lot of pretty ppl #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #remus x sirius #sirius orion black #james potter #peter pettigrew #marauders #remus loves sirius #marauders au #french sirius black

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urfavsherlockholmeskinnie · 6 months

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Remus: My stomach growled super loud in French.

Remus: I would like to clarify, my stomach did not speak in French. It growled during French class.

Sirius: Bonjour.

James : Le growl.

Peter: Hon hon hon, feed me a baguette.

#remus lupin #james potter #sirius black #peter pettigrew #james sirius and peter sharing one braincell #james sirius and peter being idiots #french sirius black #french #marauders era #marauders #the marauders #dead gay wizards #dead gay wizards from the 70s #gay dead wizards #incorrect quotes

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theprongspotter · 6 months

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Sirius, to Lily: How could you think that Remus is the good one? He’s diabetic!

Lily:

Remus: It’s diabolical, Sirius, diabolical.

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theprettiesttstar · 7 months

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Does the entire marauders fandom agree that Regulus and Sirius speak french? (and that Sirius doesn't mention it at all)

#regulus black #sirius black #noble house of black #french regulus black #french sirius black #marauders era #marauders fandom #james potter #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #lily evans #mary macdonald #marlene mckinnon #dorcas meadows #evan rosier #pandora rosier #barty crouch jr

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theprettieststarfr · 29 days

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I like to think "Puppy" by Pomme is Sirius and Remus singing to Harry as a lullaby before sleep. Just look at the lyrics, with Remus singing in English and Sirius singing in French:

Now, that time is slow / Il n'y a rien de plus beau

And they close all the stores / Tout est calme dehors

As I see you grow / Dans le ciel un oiseau

I love you more / Je t'aime encore

Never let you go / J'aimerai des mots

I'll watch you from the door / Toi tu rêves quand tu dors

As I see you grow / Dans le ciel un oiseau

I love you more / Je t'aime encore

I am afraid of the day you'll die / Je ne voudrais pas que tu t'en ailles

Things, when they change, always make me cry / Tout ce qui change, me fait toujours mal

I am afraid of the day you'll die / Je ne voudrais pas que tu t'en ailles

Things, when they change, always make me cry / Tout ce qui change, me fait toujours mal

As I see you grow / Dans le ciel un oiseau

I love you more / Je t'aime encore

"I AM AFRAID OF THE DAY YOU'LL DIE" BECAUSE OF JAMES AND I ALSO LIKE TO THINK THEY FOUND OUT WHAT DUMBLEDORE WAS RAISING HARRY TO BE

"THINGS AS THEY CHANGE ALWAYS MAKE ME CRY" MY BABY EXPERIENCED SO MUCH CHANGE BRO EVERY FUCKING MONTH AS WELL, SAME WITH SIRIUS WITH THE "TOUT CE QUI CHANGE ME FAIT TOUJOURS MAL"

"TOUJOURS MAL" AND NOT "TOUJOURS PUR" AHHHHH

"TOI TU RÊVES QUAND TU DORS" BECAUSE HE IS SO HAPPY HE ISNT TRAUMATISED LIKE SIRIUS SO HE CAN BE A LITTLE KID AND DREAM NORMALLY AND NOT HAVE TO DRINK DREAMLESS SLEEP POTIONS

French translation: (I am B2, but I have no idea how good this is, please correct me if needed)

There is nothing more beautiful

Everything is calm outside

A bird in the sky

I still love you

I'd like words

You dream when you sleep

A bird in the sky

I still love you

I wouldn't want you to go away

Everything that changes always makes me hurt

I wouldn't want you to go away

Everything that changes always hurts me

A bird in the sky

I still love you

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mykelneedssleep · 1 month

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I would love to write a marauders fic of the Black family always speaking French at home so Sirius and Regulus grew up speaking mostly in French but of course they speak English at Hogwarts- except when Regulus comes along he just doesn’t, he speaks exclusively in French and it gets to the point where everyone including Sirius is questioning if he even knows English because Sirius was required to know how to speak in both French and English and their education should’ve been the same right? But now that he’s thinking about it whenever they went to dinner parties as kids and everyone was speaking English he can’t remember Regulus ever saying anything… Sirius really starts to question if he was just taught English because he was the heir and they didn’t bother with Regulus because he wasn’t meant to really do anything and they decided teaching Sirius was hard enough. In reality Regulus is perfectly capable of both understanding and speaking English he just doesn’t want to. As a child he was too shy to say anything and by the time he got to Hogwarts he’s too jaded to have any desire to speak to anyone so he spends his first days speaking exclusively in French and when a rumor starts that he doesn’t understand English he just runs with it (and also uses it as an eavesdropping opportunity since people talk pretty freely around him thinking that he doesn’t know what they’re saying), even the teachers believe it and teach him a spell that translates spoken and written words (something like that has to exist in the wizard uhh world) so that he can understand the lectures. They don’t know that once they stop casting it for him he actually never uses it because he doesn’t need it

Anyway all that to say I would love to write it but I will not be doing that because I took one year of high school French and retained absolutely none of it so that would be embarrassing for me to personally attempt but if any French-speaking or simply bolder individuals than me want to steal this idea I greatly encourage it and only request that you tag me in it because I want to read it

#marauders #sirius black #regulus black #the black family #french sirius black #french regulus black

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siriuscockblockblack · 6 months

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Regulus was a weak baby when he was born, and was lucky to have survived his first few months let alone years. However, growing up Regulus got sick easily, and often it was Sirius who took care of him.

Not his mother, not his father, not the elf, but Sirius.

She would stay up late at night reading books from the black library about illnesses and medicines for her little brother. She would cut herself and practice healing scrapes and bruises for him. She would brew potions far too complicated for anyone her age for him.

Eventually, her skills came in handy when Remus’s furry little problem was revealed. She helped heal his injuries and hung out in the infirmary sometimes to watch Madam Pomfrey heal other students.

At first, Madam Pomfrey thought he was there to create mischief, but soon realised how knowledgeable and passionate he was for healing. She grew a soft spot for him and taught him all she knew.

Originally, Sirius wanted to become an auror with James and but she changed her mind and was really nervous about telling him, but in the end James just laughed it off and was happy for Sirius because he is a good fucking friend.

Sirius snagged an internship at St. Mungo’s in her seventh year, and after graduating she got a job there as an apprentice.

Just, Healer Sirius.

(Really, I have been obsessed with this hc since I first came up with it and I could go on for days on the multitude of AU’s I have come up with but I should probably go to sleep now.)

#french sirius black #marauders #marauders era #regulus black #james potter #auror #healer sirius black #wolfstar #madam pomfrey #she/her pronouns for sirius black #genderfluid sirius black #good sibling sirius black #st mungo's

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causereyna-artie · 2 months

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ok what if i put out my black brothers-wolfstar-slow burn jegulus-french fairy tale retelling on valentines to be cliché?

#valentines day #wolfstar valentine #jegulus valentine #jegulus #wolfstar #remus x sirius #james x regulus #french sirius black #french regulus black #betrothals #engagments #weddings #walburga's a+ parenting #fanfiction #french #french fairy tales #happy valentine's day #happy valentines

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