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dickmastersfruit · 21 days
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Regulus: Everyone’s jealous of us, not sure of what yet but they’ll figure it out at some point
James: Yeah that’s why your a slytherin, if anyone had doubts that got rid of them
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apoetsworld · 7 months
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Headcannon that the marauders were firm believers that Halloween started on October 1st. No later that when the clock ticked 12 and the calendar date changed were they preparing. James was in charge of activities, Remus of pranks, Sirius of costumes and Peter of treats.
And for 31 days. No one was safe.
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jegulus + wolfstar playing monopoly
Regulus would refuse to sell / trade any property with Sirius... ever, under any circumstances. (It's giving "if we go down, then we go down together".)
sirius: I need old kent road... wiling to sell brother mine?
regulus: you're not getting it.
sirius: I'll trade you mayfair.
regulus: fuck off.
Conversely, James would sell / trade anything with Regulus if he asked nicely... and Reg would absolutely abuse this power.
regulus: honey, would you mind selling me vine street?
james: oh for sure, here you go.
regulus: how much?
james: oh nothing it's okay :D
sirius: YOU HAVE TO PAY HIM, THAT'S CHEATING!
regulus: pleasure doing business james. *winks* james: *blushes* did I do good?
James would lose horribly, because of the aforementioned reasons... and be really sad about the fact that he is broke at the end :(
remus: james, this game is a metaphor for capitalism.
james: wow, capitalism is stupid. I get it now. :(
Sirius' main objective in the game isn't even necessarily to win - it's to get the red three, Trafalgar square, Fleet Street and the Strand because istg there is always one in every group who does that. If Sirius wins without those three, then it feels like a hollow victory. I will not be taking questions.
*after the game*
remus: pads you won.
sirius: *sobbing* but it doesn't mean anything remus: *exasperated sigh* It's okay, you're okay.
But in reality Remus would win. Because he is sensible and chooses the smart, not showy properties on the board. He would smirk every time someone landed on his train stations and quietly build his wealth.
Remus always wins. Remember this.
inspired by conversations with my moony, @carrythispictureforluck
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moonyssummer · 10 months
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Sirius: The d in your name stands for delusional
Remus: *is quiet*
Sirius: *smirks* come on, don't be shy tell me the next sentence
Remus: *sighs* There's no D in me
Sirius: NOT YET, BABY *grinning like he's won the world*
credits: @speaknow-7
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James hated swimming, he couldn’t explain it. Just his body being below the water made him feel so small and trapped.
Until Regulus took him swimming in the black lake in 1978
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JAMES POTTER'S BIRTHDAY
James Potter had waited 364 days for this day to arrive, and he was ecstatic the second he woke up.
He turned around on his bed to find Regulus staring at him lovingly, with an easy smile on his face.
"Happy Birthday, my love," Reg kissed James' hand, and if it wasn't his motherfucking birthday, he would have time to blush.
There was no room for James to say anything back before little footsteps were heard running towards them at full speed.
"Happy burth-day daddy!" Harry yelled as he jumped on Regulus to get to James.
Once he got to him though, he wrapped his arms around James and his parents laughed.
Regulus picked up James who was holding their son and started running around the room. There were giggled and chuckles all around.
Until Regulus sighed, kissed James'temple, and ever so gently whispered, "Three... Two... One..." Because it happened every fucking year.
Suddenly the door was swing open and Sirius came running through the door and pushed the Potter-Blacks into the bed and hugged them all at once.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRONGS! HOW'S MY FAVORITE FAMILY DOING?"
And that was it. Regulus knew what was going to happen from that moment, because it felt like routine every year. Peter would bring a cake, Sirius would "distract" James, Remus would organize the gifts alphabetically, etc.
Even Evan and Barty helped, they adored James.
And it was always so beautiful, how even though they all did this for James, it was more of James giving them the gift of him in their lives. Because that's what James was: a gift.
And Regulus' gift... Well. That had to be given later when they were alone.
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daydreamingqueen1 · 6 months
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headcanon that james potter has a horrendous sense of style
I'm talking mixing clashing patterns and colours, and not in the chic way
someone said that he's colorblind AND I BUY IT
or maybe he isn't but he says it just so people don't judge him too hard
lily and reg buy all of his clothes after hogwarts
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starfa11 · 1 year
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remus lupin is a gremlin through and through. He would find a shiny rock or a flower, or something off the ground, find it pretty and give it to you without saying anything next time he saw you. James and Sirius are used to it by now but after you'd sort of made your way into the group, and he handed you this shiny little quartz stone he'd found randomly, without saying anything, until you'd looked at him like a deer in headlights, he explained, "It was pretty, reminded me of you". And that was that. James and Sirius have a field day with how confused you are by this.
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strawberrysodaslut · 2 years
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Sirius fluff where he helps the reader dye her hair with box dye and it’s just super fluffy and maybe a non sexual shower scene where he helps rinse the dye out of her hair and it’s just s o f t 🥺
Sirius Dying Your Hair
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word count: 0.7k
warnings: fluff, non-sexual nudity so 18+ MDNI sirius touches/washes dye out of readers hair, SOFT SIRIUS, pet names (love, baby)
a/n: it’s literally been so long since this request was made but my brain was so broken the past like week I haven’t been able to write ANYTHING, had so much fun writing this when i got in the zone
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"Just put it in my hair." You say, amused by your boyfriend's hesitance.
To your surprise, Sirius whines, "What if I do it wrong?" He asks, guiding his fingers through your hair.
It was funny seeing him like this, especially since he was the one who convinced you to let him dye your hair. Claiming he would do a better job than any old hairdresser, despite never dying hair before.
The confidence wasn't fake, he really did think he'd do a good job, but once he had the dye in hand, all the confidence slipped away from him. He loves your hair, you love your hair. What if he ruins your hair?
"You're not gonna do it wrong, okay. You'll be fine." You say, reassuring him.
He nods, taking a scoop of the dye in his gloved hands and slowly working it into your hair. He makes his way up, lathering the dye into your scalp.
You relax in his touch, the contrast of the cold from his rings and the warmth of his fingers sending shivers down your spine. You let out a soft moan before catching yourself, face going a bright red
Sirius' fingers still where they sit on your scalp, chuckling. "Enjoying yourself?" He asks, slowly starting to massage your scalp again.
You can’t help but nod, “Shut up,” you tease.
Even though your eyes are closed, you can tell he’s smiling. “I wasn’t complaining love, just relax for me.”
You do as you’re told, loosening up as he continues to knead the dye into your hair. He’s stalling, you’d dyed your hair before, it never took this long to put the dye in. But you know it couldn’t hurt, so you let him continue.
After a couple more minutes, he presses a kiss to your temple, “All done love,” You open your eyes, he looks more at ease than you do. “How long do we have to wait?”
You turn in your seat, “The box says 15 minutes.”
A smile forms on his face, hands coming out to cup your cheeks as he presses a chaste kiss to your lips. “Well, then I can spend the next 15 minutes kissing ‘ya”
Sirius is not one to break his word, and he didn’t let you down this time. The two of you lazily making out as you wait for the timer to go off.
You knew you weren’t going any further, but you didn’t mind, enjoying the closeness of your boyfriend, the cold from the messy gloves pressing into your face, neck, up your shirt to your waist- just resting there. He’s getting dye everywhere, but you’re not one to complain in moments like this.
When the timer goes off, you whine, not wanting to lose the closeness. Sirius pulls back, resting his forehead in yours, “Time to clean you up, yeah?” He says, finally taking off the gloves.
You don’t want to shower in your clothes, so you go to take your shirt off, but Sirius swats you away. “I’m taking care of you, baby. What kind of hairdresser would I be if I left you to get the dye out yourself?”
You chuckle as he takes your shirt off, revealing your bare chest, watching as he does the same with his shirt. "I don't think this is how they do it at the salon,"
He huffs a laugh, shakes his head as he lifts your hips lightly to shove your sweatpants down your legs, your panties quickly following, "That's why this is better..." he says, pressing a kiss to your cheek.
Once you’re both fully undressed, you step into the shower. Sirius adjusts the temperature before guiding you fully under the stream of water, his hands immediately going to wash the dye out of your hair.
The streaks of coloured water fall down your body. Now, Sirius has always loved your body, in every way, but seeing you- you looked like a fucking work of art.
“You belong in a museum,” He says, lifting your chin to face him, the other hand still working at your hair. “Right next to the Van Gogh paintings, that’s how fucking beautiful you are.”
You can feel the flush in your cheeks, the compliment forcing you to stop looking into his eyes. “Siri…” you whine.
Sirius continues, “I’m serious- literally.” he starts laughing at his own joke, every time. He once again guides your head, but leaning in this time, capturing your lips in a soft, gentle kiss.
He pulls back, “Okay, let’s get you out.” He says, stopping the shower. “I gotta see what a prodigy I am.”
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saddramaqueensworld · 4 months
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Remus's deepest fear is his friends and family leaving him alone. We all know what happened to him in the cannon timeline.
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joeytribbiani18 · 7 months
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Tomorrow (marauders fic)
I had an urge to write an angsty marauders fic, so here it is.
Summary: Sirius visits the Potters while they're hiding from Voldemort and makes a promise to see them again tomorrow
Word count: 895
Not proof read, I literally started writing it before midnight
James Potter x Lily Potter, Sirius Black, Harry Potter, Remus Lupin (mentioned), Lord Voldemort (mentioned)
“He’s getting bigger every time I see him. It’s kinda scary. You won’t even have time to blink and he’ll be reaching his thirties and getting drunk on the weekends.”
Lily and James laughed, their eyes trained on the little boy in between them. Harry, because the attention was on him, was currently playing with his toys, paying no mind to Sirius’ burst of melancholy. He babbled something unintelligible that made the trio’s hearts swoon even more.
“How did we deserve you?” said James, nuzzling his nose into Harry’s puffy cheek. The boy giggled under the affection of his father, and his mother hugged him from his other side.
“You guys are the best people I know. You sure as hell deserved this.”
“Thank you, Sirius,” Lily smiled at him, squeezing Harry’s palm. James grinned in appreciation for his friend’s words. He was still very insecure in his new role as a father, still making mistakes, still not being the perfect dad he wanted to be, still haunted by his teenage years and some things he did that definitely didn’t make him look like a good person. He had changed since he was fifteen years old, he matured and put all grudges behind him, but it still tormented him, knowing what he was capable of even as a kid. Any word of comfort, any reassurance that he wasn’t that person, that he was in fact good, meant the world to him. He wanted nothing more than to create the best life for Lily and Harry. 
“You seem really happy,” Sirius noted, looking at the Potters engaging in Harry’s play. “Even with all this shit happening outside.”
“Language, Sirius,” Lily scolded him, but her lips curled slightly, making her less threatening than she wished to appear. “Well, it’s not the perfect scenario, but we’re trying. We want Harry to have the best childhood, and how much better can it be than having both parents at home all the time.”
Sirius’s eyes bored into his hands, not being able to hold Lily’s gaze. It hurt him that he couldn’t do anything to relieve their pain, their fear, anything to change the prophecy or to keep Voldemort away. He did everything in his power, with other members of the Order, but it wasn’t enough. Becoming their Secret Keeper and hiding wasn’t enough. And he couldn’t stand it. He couldn’t stand being so helpless.
“Sirius, it’s okay, really,” Lily chimed in, seeing Sirius’s change in demeanor, “It’s not your fault. We’re scared, of course, but we won’t let it rule our lives. We’re still here, right? That has to mean something.”
Sirius met her eyes, only then noticing how teary his own became, “I’m just so scared for you guys. I wish I could do something.”
“You can’t, Pads,” James smiled sadly, “And that’s okay. You’re doing more than we could’ve asked for, risking your life for us.”
“Are you kidding me? I would jump into the fire for you all.”
“It’s a kind gesture, but I don’t think it will be necessary,” James chuckled, “Seriously, it’s okay. We won’t let him win, right? Our guys are succeeding with each day, it will be over soon. And until then, we’ll stay here. We’ll be alright.”
Sirius nodded, although he wasn’t really convinced. He wouldn’t admit it, though, so he forced a smile, and centered his attention back on Harry, who was now trying to match shapes into their cut-outs. 
“You’re doing so well, little guy,” he ruffled his curly, unruly hair, something he was still doing with James. He stayed at the Potters playing with Harry, drinking tea, and reminiscing about the past with his best friends until the evening when he had to go back into his hiding place.
“Remember about tomorrow!” James shouted over Harry’s small head leaning on his shoulder, while Sirius was putting on his coat.
“How could I forget Halloween at the Potters?” he responded teasingly, “It’s like a national holiday.”
“I’m so ready to see your costume,” Lily added, leaning on James’s other shoulder, “Just please, don’t dress up as David Bowie again.”
“No, that’ll be Moony,” Sirius smiled, one of his hands on the doorknob. He looked at his friends, so young, yet so tired with everything that dawned on them. And they were still so happy, like there wasn’t a war happening outside their doorstep. They were in their little bubble of happiness, and Sirius felt as if he might cry. They deserved that kind of love they had for each other and their son the most. Sirius really meant it: he had never met people with kindest hearts that their own. They deserved the world, and yet they had almost everything taken away from them. And they were still happy.
Sirius took a mental picture of this moment, of Lily and James holding their son, smothering him with their love, a perfect image of a perfect family. He wanted it to last forever, because he didn’t know how many forevers they had left. 
“Okay, I have to go now. Bye, little menace,” Sirius said, waving at Harry. 
“Bye, uncle Pads,” James responded, waving back to Sirius with Harry’s little hand, “See you tomorrow.”
“Yeah… tomorrow.”
He stepped outside and apparated to his hideout, glancing at the Potters’ house one last time. 
It is safe to say that tomorrow never came. 
You can also read it on AO3:
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dickmastersfruit · 18 days
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the marauders but as things that happened at my school
Barty and evan: some girl jerking off her boyfriend in lunch
James: my friend getting pushed into a stack chairs by our sub teacher
peter: a teacher getting fired for being in a relationship with a 15 yr old
Sirius: the spanish teacher used to be a stripper and then someone calling her by her stripper name in class
Regulus: there were like 10 people who offed themselves in the school
Lily: a girl told me the earth had been around for 12,000 yrs i asked her how she knew that for certain and she looked me dead in the eye and said “god told me” (i was very scared ngl)
Snape: the spanish teacher being racist toward mexicans
Remus: in middle school some girl threatened to blow the school up because someone else checked out the diary of a wimpy kid books
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justalittledudeman · 1 year
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headcannon that Remus gets pre full-moon cravings
Sirius: the fuck is that it looks like vomit
*Remus eating a frozen smoothie with pink sugar and an energy potion*
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moony-to-ur-pads · 8 months
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regulus was given the middle name arcturus at birth and arcturus is the fourth brightest star in the night sky and THIS MAKES SO MUCH SENSE BECAUSE as a trans man, he was the fourth in his generation to be afab and so they were essentially like ‘oh shit. we have another one ig’ because sexism, and this absolute bottom-of-the-black-house-barrel situation that regulus found himself in was what eventually turned him into such a strong slytherin, and then into a power-hungry death eater, going so far as to turn his back on the brother he loved for the sake of reputation and duty and most importantly the power he was never given, AND IN CONCLUSION basically trans!regulus makes more sense to me than the canon one in every way shape and form so thank you and good night <3
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ok but james potter would love conan gray
like I wanna feel all that love and emotion from People Watching??
And comfort crowd?? also Sirius would definitely relate to Family Line
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Regulus prefers sunrises to sunsets as both the sunrise and James symbolise the need for life and joy to him.
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