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BAND AU BAND AU!!
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(took the photo ref from pics/videos of celebrities-these celebrities include matt hitt, timothee chalamet, boygenius and lewis capaldi)
close ups without colour bc i may or may not like them better:
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these two are the exception bc they turned out pretty cool
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“it is well that war is so terrible
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or we should grow too fond of it”
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polyacotarweek · 17 days
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insomniacirl · 4 months
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(Something that doesn't matter at all to the au but definitely matters to me)
James and Remus sometimes get particularly fond of country music so Remus will play acoustic guitar and James will sit and sing with him- Sirius pretends he hates it, even though it actually makes his heart explode in his chest every time they do it.
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marauderswolf22 · 8 months
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im so incredibly sad for freddie, for the fact that he CLEARLY SAID that he wouldn't ever give his things away and after he die he even would want to be burried with all of them. now because of mary austin that had his belongings along with his house, ALL, literally all his belonging were sold just few days ago. his crown from wembley, handwritted songs lyrics (don't stop me now, killer queen, bohemian rhapsody etc), his art colection, his asian colection, his piano, EVEN THE DOOR OF HIS HOUSE THAT PEOPLE WERE WRITING FULL OF LOVE THINGS ON THEM, and much, much more. not only that, those people treat freddie himself like an object by playing with his personal stuff. he really didn't deserve not even wanted this. rest in peace darling, hope you knew that there is always someone that respects and remembers you.
(and yes im tagging the most un-freddie stuff bc i want more people to know the thing)
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romancingdaffodils · 4 months
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Love Kills
Clampdown
rockstar!remus lupin x reader
PART TGREE OF LOVE KILLS
James wants to kill time. What better way than a trip to ths pub accompanied by a Scottish football game. Remus isn’t seeing you after the incident. You end up sandwiched between him and Sirius. Chaos of the best kind ensues
bet you didn’t expect this come back did you
lots of love from lilac
warnings: alcohol consumption, kissing, general lovey dovey ness, slight pining.
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“Alright, party people, let’s get going! We have pub munch and a Rangers game waiting for us.” Pete shouted down the bus. You assumed James had told him to phrase it like that.
“Food poisoning and a bar fight impending.” you mumbled under your breath and Marlene heard. She laughed, whole heartedly. You smiled. The blonde rockstar esc girl was the lead singer for The Valkyries and she was unbelievably punk for lack of a better word. It was shocking to you her and Sirius weren’t dating (it became less shocking when you accidentally bumped into her and Dorcas snogging behind the tour bus). She had her hair cut in what could only be described as a spiked mod cut. In theory, it sounds awful, but some how the blonde woman managed to pull it off. She was pretty to the point your eyes threatened to turn green with envy.
“No need to be so down, scruff. ‘s not like we’re eating something Black has cooked.” she purred, smirking over at you. Her arm was lazily slouched over the shoulder of Dorcas, who was fast asleep on Marlene’s chest.
Sprinting out from backstage, you began to pack up the drums. You were desperate for a distraction from what had just happened. James walking in would appear during midnight daydreams filled with embarrassing moments. The anticipation of sweet relief that never came from the sandy haired man was far worse than any you’d felt before. Silently, you prayed you’d get another moment alone with Remus.
Completely oblivious, you waltzed outside holding the neatly packed away drum kit. Just as you were about to pack it away into storage, you saw something in the corner of your eye. A little flicker of hope made you check it wasn’t the one you were so desperate to see. Dropped, your jaw almost hit the floor in surprise. Dorcas, the Valkyrie’s lead guitarist and Marlene were stood unashamedly showing a rather intimate public display of affection. As cute as the couple were, the scene drove you even further into desperation of wanting to know what could’ve been.
“You’re funny.” you commented, giggling to yourself quietly. She gave you a proud smile.
“I know. How come we haven’t met before, you didn’t go to school with us?” she asked, curious eyes ever catlike.
“Didn’t go to school with you. Met Sirius at a concert and, you know now I’m here.”
“Exciting. Yanno James mentioned he walked into you a—“
Mary slapped her arm. You sighed, burying your head into your hands in defeat. “Did he tell everyone?” you asked, meekly. You could literally feel the colour draining from your face and everything seemed to slow down in a disgusting mix of anxiety and embarrassment.
“Just— Um. Not Sirius though, he doesn’t know.” Mary replied, smiling sympathetically. Saying nothing, you recalled your pinky promise with Remus and went on a mission to go find him. Padding off down the bus, you found him led in his bunk, book in hand.
“Alright?” he asked, not looking up from his book.
“Remember how you promised not to let me kill anyone.”
“Yeah?” his eyes flicked up to you and your stomach twisted. His voice turned to sticky honey in your ears and you were even more convinced he should be the frontman in an indie band. Or maybe he should be an actor. Or a model. He just deserved to be plastered on big screens with his voice trickling out of speakers everywhere you went.
“Need you to hold me back the next time I see James.” he snorted.
“He told everyone, then? Sorry. Should’ve known really.” Remus added, sitting up and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. He reached out and grabbed his shoes, tugging them onto his feet. It served as a reminder you still had an entire night of everyone and their mother knowing your personal life. The colour was yet to return to your face and slowly you realised the lanky man wasn’t really looking at you. More he was looking through you. Admittedly, it stung, but you had to pretend it didn’t. Everything seemed tense.
“Yeah. Um, so the pub. What are we going for again?” you asked, desperate to revel in his attention.
“James wanted to kill time.” he replied, looking up at you. Wincing, he stood up with a groan. ‘His knees must be bothering him,’ you thought, peering up at him.
“Alright?” you asked, peering up at him.
“Just my knees, I’ll be fine. You ready then?” he said, scratching the back of his neck. You wondered if he’d let you lazily run your fingernails up and down the skin.
“Sure. Why not.” you confirmed. He gave you a small smile, but still wasn’t really looking at you.
You wanted to kiss every inch of his skin to make him look at you.
When it came to a rare enigma of a person (like Remus Lupin), you found yourself completely pliant at every thought of them. You didn’t need to know them for very long or understand them all that well. You just needed them. Which, undoubtedly, was unhealthy in the grand scheme of things. However, who were you to disregard the thought of such a pretty man being in close contact with you?
You were almost certain you had blown everything because of Remus’s estrangement for the past few hours. Perhaps that small smidgen of intimacy would be all you could get. You’d be awfully upset if that was true. Whispering silent prayers that he’d allow you to bask in his gaze once more, you made your way off the bus with the rest of the - as Pete had called them - party people.
The walk to the pub was short, you’d ended up in a rather deep conversation with Mary about her drums. You decided she was your favourite drummer to exist ever, solely because of how lovely she was. Far nicer than Sirius was to you. You felt a pair of eyes lingering over you and automatically whipped your head round to find who it was. Locking eyes with Remus, you gave a small smile before immediately looking away. His eyes shot away without the smile. Maybe he wasn’t staring at you, you tried to rationalise the tension in your brain. The walk to the pub felt a longer than it should’ve with Remus’s eyes on you. Given it was any other situation, you would’ve been basking in Remus’s gaze. However, due to the tension brewing you found yourself wanting to hide away from it.
Squeezing into the booth, you ended up trapped in between Remus and Sirius. Your thighs were pressed tightly against the others. Remus had a pint, Sirius had some concoction of stolen drinks and vodka and you had a less impressive half drunk cider. You still felt Remus’s eyes on the side of your face. The feeling of your skin being pushed against his jeans was not helping.
“I think, I think that football is dumb! Have you ever watched Rugby? ‘s way better!” Sirius declared. You scrunched up your face and you were almost certain you heard Remus chuckle. In fact, you were completely certain because the sound sent a shiver down your spine.
“Don’t ever say that, ever, again. Okay?” you said, pointing at Sirius. You felt like a teacher scolding a student, but it felt necessary.
“I’m right though.” he whined.
“So, you like watching sweaty men grapple with each other?” you said, obviously sarcastically.
“Yeah, pretty much.”
Remus laughed at this exchange, wholeheartedly. He had started laughing at your sarcasm and your stomach twisted at the thought of making him chuckle. Sirius rolled his eyes and turned away, starting a conversation with Marlene and Dorcas.
“Hi.” you whispered, to Remus as you peered up at him. He tilted his head.
“Hi. You alright?” he whispered in response. His hand twitched slightly as he picked up his glass. You wouldn’t have noticed if it were anyone else, but it was Remus.
“Mhmm!” you peered over at the rest of the table and frowned slightly. “How do they do it?”
“Do what, love?” he asked, the pet name slipping out. He mentally scolded himself, but stopped when he saw the blush spread across your face. The slight curl upwards in the corners of your mouth told him he’d misread the situation. See, Remus Lupin was insecure, especially in relationships. He was certain the whole ordeal with James would’ve put you off for life and that you hated him. But, he couldn’t keep his eyes away from you. He would’ve much rather suffered the whole tour staring longingly at someone than try and chase after you after being walked in on due to his consistent self doubt. A moment of tipsy clarity made him realise he was completely and utterly stupid.
“Talk, so easily. And, all the time. They just, always know what to say. I’m jealous really.” you explained, thankful you didn’t stutter of your words.
“Honestly? We were popular at school, it just comes with the territory really. Me less so, I’m still working it out.” he replied, looking down at you. You nodded your head in understanding. You wanted to shrink him down to the size of a mouse and keep him in your pocket at all times.
Somehow, being sat next to Remus had managed to drown out the sound of the football for an extended period of time. However, it wasn’t long before Rangers were getting chances and it was starting to get a little too overwhelming. He seemed to notice. “Wanna go for a smoke?” he asked, offering out his hand as he stood. You’d never moved so fast before. Nodding your head, you took his hand and stood up. He walked, fast. Big strides, you supposed. It never occurred to you that he was moving fast because he was oh so desperate to be alone with you.
You hummed as you leant against the wall, exhaling a mouthful of smoke. You then handed the cigarette back to Remus, who was staring at you like you were the only girl in the world.
‘Christ,’ he thought ‘this’ll kill me.’
Your eyes landed on Remus and you grinned at him. He smiled back before putting out the cigarette. You pressed your face against the cool bricks of the building; the fresh air was relieving you of the stickiness of the pub.
“That comfy?” he asked, chuckling slightly as he looked at you.
“Rem?” you inhale, sharply. You need to ask him. You tell yourself, you have to.
“Yeah?”
“Why haven’t you looked at me since James walked in on, whatever that was?” you asked, mumbling slightly, “If you don’t like me, that’s fine I suppose but, I’d just like you to tell m-“
“ ‘Course I fucking like you, don’t be stupid. I was scared, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to embarrass you. In all honesty, I was certain it would put you off me. I’m pretty sure you’re the only person here I can handle being around for a good month straight.”
You giggled, quietly. Looking up at him, you saw something in his eyes. You couldn’t pin point it, but whatever it was made you feel admired. “Alright. I believe you.”
“Good.” he said, quite plainly. He said your name. You peered up at him. He’d moved. He was stood directly in front of you. You tensed, praying it wouldn’t be a replay of the intense anticipation from yesterday.
“Looks like the cut is healing up nice.” your voice was barely above a whisper as you spoke. He smiled slightly, taking another step towards you. Your back was pressed firmly against the wall.
“Yeah?”
“Mhm!”
“Let me say thanks for cleaning me up?”
“Mhm!” your voice cracked part way through your squeal of approval. He giggled and you felt his breath fan against your face. You had your eyes screwed shut.
“Look at me.” he said. Your eyes opened immediately. “You’re gorgeous, you know that?”
You stayed silent, staring up at him wide eyed.
“Everything anyone could ever want. Everything I could ever want. You’ve got no need to be jealous of those lot. You’re at least a hundred times better.” he mumbled. One of his hands drifted down to your waist, delicately squeezing at the fat there. The other cupped the side of your cheek, forcing you to look up at him.
Cheers erupted from the pub. You couldn’t help yourself.
“I think someone scored.” you whispered.
“Yeah? Or maybe they’re cheering us on.” Remus said before colliding his lips with your own. He tasted of beer, which normally would be repulsive, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care because it was Remus. It was dreamy eyed, pillowy lipped and pretty faced Remus Lupin and you were kissing him. Your Hands latched onto his shoulders, holding on for dear life. It may have looked like you were attempting to push him away, but in reality you were making sure this was real. That you weren’t caught up in a daydream.
Remus thought you were everything. Really. The whole package. You tried your best in everything, apart from dealing with Sirius, and he thought it was so unbelievably attractive. He wanted you to consume him inside and out. You’d already done so to his thoughts. Your lips felt like silk against his own. Remus Lupin had kissed many people. He didn’t think any kisses previously shared lived up to you. Perhaps it was the build up of tension or maybe it was the close proximity the bus forced onto the two of you. Whatever it was, neither of you couldn’t care less.
He pulled away. He breathed. You felt his exhale fan across your face. It forced you into laughter. Tucking your head into his chest, you wondered if this moment could last forever.
“Okay?” he asked, delicately running his fingers through your hair. You nodded. He hummed. You shivered. “Cold?”
“Yeah.” you admitted. He slips off his jacket. His pretty leather jacket that you assume he was coerced into buying by Sirius. You were glad, actually, because he looked completely and utterly gorgeous in it. You tugged on the jacket, after he handed it to you. “Thank you.” you mumble, peering up at him. You’d already pulled away from his chest, but you wished you hadn’t. It was comfortable and sweet. You wanted to go home with him. Unfortunately, Glasgow isn’t quite home. “Can we go back?” you asked.
“Back to the bus?”
“Yeah.”
“ ‘Course we can, dove.” he smirked, lopsidedly. Your face flushed. He chuckled quietly, interlinking his hand with your own as you walked. You couldn’t seem to keep your mouth shut for the duration of the walk. Remus hummed, nodded, asked questions and laughed as you rambled. You didn’t think it got better than this. You finished your final sentence about music and grinned up at Remus. He smiled back.
“After the tour, let me take you out, yeah? Somewhere nice, and preferably not in the murder capital of Europe.” he said, smile still on his face. It wasn’t often Remus asked a question spontaneously. His actions were almost always premeditated. However, it was you. He just couldn’t help himself.
“I’d really like that, I think.” you replied. Your eyes crinkled at the corners with how wide you smiled. You bit your tongue; you’d much rather die than let out the squeal of excitement that was brewing.
You had to get through the tour first.
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kayrakhan · 1 year
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🍁autumn court babies!🍁
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I am in desperate need for a Mauraders era band au so I made some headcanons! (tell me you have no friends without telling me you have no friends)
The Mauraders - Lead Singer: Sirius Black (he is the moment <3), Drums: Remus Lupin (only one right answer), Guitarist: James Potter, Bassist: Petter Pettigrew, Music genre: pop-rock music like the Beatles
Slytherin Skittles - Lead Singer: Pandora Rosier (duh), Guitarist/other singer (idk what the second singer is called): Regulus Black (I mainly did this for the Black brothers parallels), Drums: Barty Crouch Jr., Keyboard: Dorcas Meadowes, Bassist: Evan Rosier, Genre: indie rock 100%
The Valkyries - Lead Singer: Lily Evans (Pandalily hello?), Guitarist: Mary Macdonald (I feel like she would be singing as well though), Drums: Marlene McKinnon (need I say more?), Genre: Olivia Rodrigo punk/feminine rock (idk what it's called)
Thoughts?
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lucienarcheron · 2 months
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I'm thinking about the Archerons sisters (per usual lol) and I get a little 🥹 remembering how when Feyre met the IC for the first time, she was hesitant but still felt at ease with them (despite how low she was feeling then) and now they're her friends and family. The same can be said for Nesta meeting Emerie and Gwyn. She found it almost too easy (despite how badly she felt about herself at that time as well) to speak with them both and slowly built a friendship. She found her family in the same way Feyre found hers. Both during their lowest and working to get better — mirror paths, if you will.
I'm so excited to see how Elain's journey will be. We know it won't be an easy one for her to find herself again, especially as she looks to find her own friends and family. I lean towards that being the Band of Exiles but we may also get new unexpected friends and I'm so interested to see how it'll play out for Elain and watch her personality flourish.
I'm always a sucker for sisters and family staying tied into each other's lives and I would absolutely want this for the three of them and hope we get to see more of their friends and families mingling. We get glimpses of it here and there but I would definitely want to see more friendship dynamic between the families! Found family galore!!
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marinlupin · 1 month
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remember how i said i wasn’t going to write anything until i was done with obsession… well i am right at the edge of the line staring at it because well i’m being pulled into a band au obsession
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rookofthekingom · 22 days
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Okay so I’ve figured it out—
What instruments Marauders’ era characters would play in an orchestra:
James: Trumpet bc it’s obnoxious af, or I could alternatively see him being really nerdy about it and playing something obscure like the English horn
Sirius: violin or flute (my lil fruitcake)
Remus: clarinet (the depressed bastard) or he’d be one of the really chill (probably high) percussionists in the back
Peter: viola (derogatory) or oboe
Mary: viola (she would be AMAZING at it tho and somehow manage to rid me of my anti-viola prejudices)(which is incredibly hard to do btw) or she’d play cello bc she’s romantic like that
Lily: trombone (but not in a derogatory way, she’d be that singular one (1) that is good and you like)
Marlene: trumpet (again, bc it’s obnoxious af and she’d have fun with it)
Dorcas: I’m stuck between thinking she’d be way too cool to actually play in an orchestra and saying that she’d play string bass
Pandora: Harp. No contest.
Evan: French horn ughhh he’d be so good at it orrr a percussionist, but that incredibly rare kind you actually respect
Barty: trombone (bc that’s the batshit crazy vibe he has, you understand) or like the frickin bassoon bc that’s just. something he would do yk. Also Barty is 100% that one kid who despite putting forth absolutely no effort is the most musically gifted person ever
Regulus: violin, no contest. he’s pretentious like that.
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starratzz · 8 months
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Famous Marauders!AU
Headcannons!
Regulus, Barty, and Evan are in a band together (Nirvana, Foo Fighters, and Radiohead) They call themselves The Unholy Trinity, and no one can tell if they're in a poly relationship or just way too comfortable. The fan base is both really gay and really homophobic.
Pandora is a famous author who has published many books and has made her most famous book series into a TV SHOW/MOVIE! She is known for basing her characters in books after her friends and current partners. She based a popular character after Lily Evans, the lead singer of the band, Valkyries, her girlfriend!
Dorcas is a supermodel, most known for walking Dior and Chanel. She's openly dating the lead guitarist of the band Valkyries and is close friends with The Unholy Trinity and Pandora Lovegood.
Lily, Mary, and Marlene are all in a band called Valkyries (Taylor Swift, Lily Allen and Mitski.) The girls have a big lovely fan base, and let me tell you right now...the edits go HARDD.
James, Remus, Sirius and Peter are all in a band that is clearly called the Marauders (Arctic Monkeys, Wheezer, The Neighbourhood). They are wildly famous and the fanfics, edits, go crazy and so do their interviews. WolfStar, Pandalily, Dorlene, Rosestarkiller (??), Jegulus!endgame, Rosekiller!endgame, +more shits and ships!!
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thecosmosproject · 8 months
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Winter: The drummer (Weiss) can't play, bass player (blake) can't bass, and the guitar player (Yang) has one riff
JNPR: Right
Winter: The singer (Ruby) is this... UTTER BUFFOON.
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schneezburger · 1 year
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insomniacirl · 4 months
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Marauders fame au (Set To Storm) info
James- Drums
Sirius- Lead (singer and guitar)
Remus- Bass
Peter- Rhythm
Lily- Lead (singer and guitar)
Mary- Bass and backup vocals
Marlene- Drums
Regulus- Lead singer
Barty- Lead guitar
Evan- Bass
Pandora- Rhythm
Dorcas- Backup vocals
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acourtofladydeath · 6 months
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Multi/Poly ACOTAR Poll
I'd love to see you comment and/or tag your favorites! I know I personally would struggle to pick just one myself. Let me know if you prefer the pairing as poly or multi as well (poly being they all love each other, multi being one person is the center of all the love). If your favorite option isn't there, please add it in the comments! There wasn't room for an "other" option, but I'm aware there's a lot more possibilities here!
Would be so grateful if you reblogged so this can reach as many people as possible! I've left the poll open for a week to see what results I get. LET ME KNOW ALL YOUR THOUGHTS!
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