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lulublack90 · 2 days
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Prompt 26 - Aimless
@jegulus-microfic April 26, Word count 682
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Regulus had been about to try and explain his way out of being found at the top of the Astronomy Tower with none other than James Potter as soon as Flich’s head had appeared but James had thrown a thick cloak over them and pressed his hand to Regulus’s mouth stopping him for making a sound. 
James’s hand was warm, so warm it felt as though Regulus’s cold face was burning under it. He inhaled through his nose and wished he’d been able to use his mouth. Having James’s hand so close to him, that golden skin just beneath his nose, made his scent intoxicating. Regulus's mind went blank as they waited for whatever happened next. 
They watched as Filch poked around in the dark crevasses and called out, “Aha!” A few times in vain as he peered into the shadows. 
Eventually, he left, and they were alone again. James pulled out a piece of parchment and scanned it. Regulus couldn’t see what was on it as James kept it angled away from him. Only when James let out a sigh of relief did he remove his hand from Regulus’s mouth and pull the cloak off them. The brisk night air filled his lungs with relief after the near-stifling confines of the cloak. 
“Sorry,” James said as he tucked the parchment back into his robes and bundled up the shimmering material in his lap. Regulus reached out a finger and tentatively ran it down the cloak. His eyes widened, and he looked up at James in amazement. 
“Is that an invisibility cloak?” James nodded at him. “Can I—Can I have a look at it?” He asked, not expecting James to agree, but the boy surprised him and handed it over without a second thought, his face full of trust. 
Regulus let the watery material skim through his fingers and draped it across his lap. His legs completely disappeared. Not even a shimmering outline was left behind. They were just gone. He knew James was watching him, but at this point, he didn’t care.
Reluctantly, he returned the cloak, letting it run through his hands as James took it back. “Thank you.” He said quietly, looking at his hands still tingling from the cloak. Or was it from before when he’d stroked James’s fingers and held his face? He flexed them, trying to get them to behave. 
“Anytime,” James’s voice penetrated his thoughts. 
“Huh?” He said inelegantly. 
“You can see it anytime you want.” James suddenly sat up in excitement. “Hey, what about tomorrow night? We can sneak around the corridors, and I can show you this room me and Sirius found…” And just like that, the spell was broken. The mention of his brother’s name brought him back to his senses. 
He jumped up and fled. Getting as far away as fast as he could.
He slowed down when he’d gotten a few floors below and in an aimless way wandered around the quiet corridors, his thoughts filled with images of James while still keeping alert enough to avoid Filch and his cat. 
He was on the Charms corridor, his eyes scanning the tapestries as he passed them, when he walked into something warm and solid. 
James pulled the invisibility cloak off himself and pushed Regulus up against to wall, pinning him on either side with his hands and gazing deeply into his eyes. 
“Why did you run away?” James whispered, his voice husky and slightly out of breath. Regulus didn’t answer, just stared right back into those warm pools of hazel. James cocked his head to the side as if trying to read Regulus’s unspoken words. He stepped closer, crowding Regulus more against the wall. Regulus felt his breath hitch, and James’s eyes lit up. Before Regulus knew what was happening. Soft, hot lips were pressed against his, and his hands were reaching up all by themselves into messy black hair. The smell of cedar, summer days and bergamot filled his nostrils and mouth, relaxing him into James’s touch, and for the first time, he felt like he was home.   
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Peter: my favourite chocolate is-
Sirius: *claps hand over Peter's mouth* YOU IDIOT!!
*distant rumbling*
James: YOU CAN'T GO AROUND SAYING THAT WORD
Peter: WHAT DID I SAY????
*castle shakes*
*lily walks in*
Lily: please tell me someone didn't say it
Peter: SAID WHAT????
*wall crashes down*
Remus: DID SOMEONE SAY CHOCOLATE
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severussnapemylove · 8 months
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The Marauders map becomes a really creepy concept when you remember it was made by a pack of bullies who loved to torture, torment and humiliate their victims. If you were their target, there would be no escaping them. They could find you whenever they wanted. You would have nowhere to hide.
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stylesandpottertoo · 2 months
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"my father didn't strut" james potter would be screaming at the top of his lungs from heaven in support of his boy
'oh but he did strut don't you think he'd laugh about it?' yes WE KNOW but do you think he would see harry being tortured by severus fucking snape and NOT side with harry? darling he wouldnt even THINK of how he walked, all he knows right now is that harry is in pain, and that's all he cares about
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aurithemoon · 1 year
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first dates, winter nights.
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the-colourful-witch · 4 months
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~* Narcissa Black *~ The youngest of the Black Sisters. I can't believe she fell in love with Lucius Malfoy (barffff) but here we are.
I drew her very girly. Now, that is my opinion. I think, as a teenager, Narcissa was probably the most vain of her sisters. She cared about clothes, about her appearance. She knew she was pretty and would not shy away from using that to her advantage from time to time. I drew her with curls as well. This, I haven't really seen around much. I think that people have drawn Narcissa with straight hair so much because the actress who portrayed her in the films, Helen McCrory; may she rest in peace, had a straight-hair wig. The same applies to the black and blonde strands, although let us be honest... that style really pops off, damn. I've seen people on TikTok dye their hair like Narcissa Malfoy and I couldn't agree more. It's so badass. Anyway... I drew her with curls because it is a Black family thing. Bellatrix and Andromeda have curls too. Perhaps, later in life, Narcissa found a way to permanently straighten her hair, or she does it every day. The way I see it, her natural hair is curly and I think it looks great on her :) The outfits were a real struggle... I like the middle one, it feels very playful and fashionable. Narcissa gives all the 'youngest sibling' energy. The world definitely revolves around her :) So, yeah, I'm a bit torn about how this turned out, but I'm excited to continue figuring out the Black sisters. It's fun and new for me.
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To finish, some outfit sketches. See you next time, people! xxx
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wisteria-cherry · 3 months
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Sirius and Regulus fighting over reader (or James if you ship that, not picky honestly) please.
love your work ❤️
omg tysm ily <33 ive never written regulus, i hope i do him justice!!
sirius x reader x regulus
oh, now sirius wished he could pull the age card. really, he wished there was any reason at all why regulus shouldn’t be able to like you. but there wasn’t; you were a year younger than sirius and a year older than regulus. sirius was normally quite good with reading people, but you were an abnormality; he had no idea which black brother you fancied more.
regulus, on the other hand, was content. as the more level-headed black brother, he knew that he could try, but, overall, you had the last say in which brother you chose. did regulus hope with all his heart that it would be him and not sirius? yes. would that affect his behavior towards you and sirius? of course not.
or would it?
“ditch reg, let’s go out.” sirius plopped down next to you in the library, where regulus sat next to you.
“i’m right here.” regulus looked up from his book.
“i can’t, sirius, i’ve got to study.” you reply apologetically. “regulus is tutoring me.”
“i’ll tutor you, then.” sirius decided, leaning over to catch a glance at your book.
“you’re hardly in class, how do you expect to be a tutor if you don’t know the content?” regulus frowned.
“i know it.” sirius replied, as though that answered the question.
“go away, sirius. you’re being distracting.” regulus’ frown deepened. regulus liked spending time with you; he didn’t like how sirius was being so intrusive.
“maybe a distraction was necessary, right, love?” sirius grinned his most charming grin, disregarding regulus in favor of you.
“i suppose i could use a break..” you begin, and sirius’ expression brightens. “…but not yet.” sirius sighs dramatically.
“c’mon, don’t you want to have some fun? lemme you out, love, i swear it’ll be the best date of your life.” sirius insisted. you only smile. truth be told, it was flattering to have both regulus and sirius pursuing you, but you felt somewhat guilty; you didn’t want to make a choice like this, not publicly, not when their relationship was so incredibly tense.
“you don’t have to go out to have a fun date.” regulus interrupted. “it can be something just like this, minus the bothersome interruptions by someone.” you look to regulus as he spoke. now that you thought about it, this could easily be considered a date— you and regulus, side by side, studying together. you did recall a few times where his hand went on yours in order to guide your hand to the proper spot on a page.
“are you saying this is a date? this isn’t a date, right?” sirius immediately turned back to you, having finished scowling at regulus.
“i…” you trail off. “i’m not sure. is it?” you look to regulus for support, whose gaze softens upon seeing your confusion. regulus notes that you seemed to be getting a little overwhelmed by the pressure of both boys insisting on your company at the same time.
“i considered it such.” regulus admits.
“dates are a two-way street, reggie, everyone knows that.” sirius rolls his eyes. “which is why i’m actually asking instead of assuming.”
“you act like you never assume things.”
“assume things like what?” sirius grinned.
“assuming that my study partner,” regulus answered, gesturing to you, “would rather go out than actually do something worth doing.”
“going out is worth doing.” sirius retorted. “in fact, it’s necessary if you don’t want to end up a total stick-in-the-mud.”
“forgive me for not skipping every class i’ve got.” regulus replied dryly, returning to the potions book, flipping through the pages to find the one he’d been looking for.
“don’t listen to him, dove, let’s go have fun.” sirius pulled up a chair in between you and regulus and sat down, tossing his arm around your shoulders. “take a break.”
“sirius.” regulus stood up, glaring coldly. sirius’ nonchalant expression changed into a sly smirk and narrowed eyes— gray, like regulus’, but warmer; sirius’ were a stormy sort of gray, and regulus’ had a cool undertone that made them look almost icy blue.
“hm? what’s wrong, reggie?” sirius asked innocently.
“sirius, would you leave? i’m quite done with you interrupting my—“ regulus stopped himself before he could call you his partner. romantic partner. a boy could dream, couldn’t he? “—my study partner. go find some other girl to get drunk with, or maybe smoke with, i don’t care, just— just leave.”
part of you wanted to intervene. you knew that there was a very real chance that things could turn ugly; sirius wasn’t afraid of a duel, and nor was regulus (although he was more quiet about his opinion). at the same time, however, you figured it’d be good for them to get this off their chests.
“your study buddy doesn’t belong to you, reg,” sirius replied casually, pulling you a bit closer via the arm he had around your shoulders. “you can share, i promise.”
“this isn’t a matter of— of ownership.” regulus’ nose scrunched as his expression contorted in disgust at the idea, the idea that you were something to be owned and kept. “it’s a matter of letting us have time alone without being interrupted by you.”
“oh yeah?” sirius finally stood up, his fingers brushing his wand pocket.
“yeah.” regulus pulled his wand out. okay, so it had taken a turn for the worse.
“boys.” you stood up finally, and both boys’ stances relaxed. regulus put his wand down on the table, seemingly just now realizing how ridiculous a duel in the library would’ve been. you frown.
“this is ridiculous. you can’t be arguing in the library, there are people trying to study.” you glance from regulus to sirius.
“like we were before sirius showed up.” regulus grumbled. admittedly, his sulking was something you were surprised to find very cute.
“yes, we were, and sirius had no right to interrupt that.” you give a pointed look towards sirius, who looked away, somewhat embarrassed you hadn’t taken his side (seemingly).
“so this is how it’s going to go: regulus and i will finish our study session,” you decide. “and then this evening, sirius, we can hang out. sound good?”
“sounds good,” the boys reluctantly agreed, still glaring quite fiercely at one another.
“i’m glad we could resolve this together.” you sigh, sitting back down, quite worn out from hearing the two bicker. “now, regulus, about that potion…”
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PSA to The Maruaders fandom
Not liking a headcanon, popular or not, does not make a person a bigot. Surprising, I know! But it really doesn't.
There's been TONS of discourse lately over transfem sirius and I would like to give my opinion on it. If you like the headcanon, that's fine, good for you!! If you do not like the headcanon, that is also fine. Not liking the headcanon does NOT make someone transphobic and if you think it does you need to rethink your views on life because what the actual fuck. Apparently people also claim that not liking transfem sirius is misogynistic and if you genuinely think that BOY do you need a wake up call. If one person can genuinely argue how either of those points makes even vague sense, I will consider changing my mind, however, as I actually have a fucking clue of what bigotry really is, I dont see that happening in the near future.
In the same way, this applies to almost every headcanon, including not hc james as queer or even as desi (no, that does not make you racist, please fucking get over yourselves) or hc-ing remus as disabled.
I would like to point out, however, that if you do enjoy any of these headcanons, its absolutely fine!! I even enjoy quite a few of them myself including pan, desi james and genderfluid sirius!! You should also post about them on your own platforms as much as you like and engage in media with the same headcanons!! You should NOT, however, argue and hate on people who post about not liking them, because just as it is your prerogative to like something, its their prerogative to like something else and neither of those times is it hurting anyone. It is also your prerogative to post about stuff you don't like!! Just do it on your OWN platform and not one someone elses.
At the end of the day, they're all fictional, let's have a little decorum, okay?
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that-bitch-kat3 · 1 year
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sirius: i have decided to make a film of my life! i believe muggles call them biographical. lily you will be playing the role of my mother-
lily: i don’t want to be your mother
sirius: perfect! you already know your lines
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sstarmoon · 2 months
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All the marauders did their part in creating the Marauder's Map. They spent months studying to perfect every detail, to capture every corner, every hiding place of the castle that they knew like the back of their hands. But Peter, unlike James, Sirius and Remus, wasn't the brightest student. There wasn't much he could contribute. But Peter had a talent, he liked to draw, since he was little. He was good at it, the only thing he could say he did well. The only talent he thought he had. So Peter was on cloud nine when James asked him if he could draw the Marauder's Map.
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lulublack90 · 2 months
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Prompt 1 - Aparecium
@wolfstarmicrofic March 1, word count 236
Sirius was messing about with the map. 
“What are you doing to my map, Sirius?” Remus said sternly, making Sirius jump. He hadn’t heard Remus come into the dorm room. 
“I’m trying to get it to spout insults to anyone who tries to read it without the password.” Remus leant over Sirius’s shoulder, interested in his idea. Sirius stopped breathing as he willed his body not to react to Remus’s closeness. 
“What are you thinking, Aparecium?” Sirius nodded. 
“Yeah, if anyone tries to reveal the map’s secrets, it writes out the insults instead of the actual map.” Sirius had made the mistake of inhaling Remus’s scent. He had to squash down the whine that wanted to escape his lips as the woody smells engulfed his senses. 
Remus jumped up and ran to the door. “Where are you going?” Sirius asked, grateful for the space between them. 
“To the library, of course. I’m going to get all the books I can. So we make this happen.” 
Sirius flopped back onto his bed as he watched the tiny labelled Remus Lupin race out of the Common room and down towards the library. 
He exhaled a frustrated breath. He didn’t know when he’d started feeling this way about Remus, but it didn’t appear to be going away. In fact, his attraction was only getting stronger. He rolled and yelled into his pillow, wishing that Remus felt the same way.   
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goodomens-girlie · 2 months
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rip Sirius Black you would’ve loved Crowley
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opheliablackpotter · 29 days
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James: Regulus Arcturus Black, stop looking at me with those eyes - _ -
Regulus: what eyes :3
Also Regulus:
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70swizards · 9 months
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james potter
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Can you just imagine how entranced James Potter would be by matchsticks? Like ‘yes Remus I know that I can just use a spell but this is a different kind of magic’ and he would sit there and just light like half the box just scraping the sticks and giggling to himself, and the fire would reflect in his eyes, before Lily took them off him because he could injure someone with those, but had to fight to keep herself from falling into laughter because James is just so entranced
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aurithemoon · 1 year
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a messy, sort of christmas-themed James Potter expression study.
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