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i am begging everyone to watch this video right now

behind every hot girl there is unhealthy, slightly concerning, spiritual connection to harry potter’s dead parents dead friend group

heaven 2016

Remus: hey Padfoot I wonder what’s going on down on earth

Sirius: I don’t know to be honest but-

Remus: wait Sirius, what’s that noise

Sirius: I don’t it kinda sounds like

*Starman by David Bowie stars playing*

*David Bowie enters heaven* Sirius: OMG IT’S DAVID BOWIE

Remus: OMG IT REALLY IS HIM

James: I don’t I’ve seen them this excited for ages

Lily: I know right

*Remus and Sirius just fan girling over meeting Bowie*

@bartylily-microfics | april 2 | rainstorm | 828 words | warnings: none

After the Rain

Thunder rumbled in the distance the moment Lily stepped outside the library, dark clouds stretching across the summer sky. She quickened her pace, hoping to reach the bus stop before the rain started. The ozone in the air tingled her nose in the best way possible, sky and earth intermingling in her lungs. She loved that feeling just before the storm—before the world fractured in a burst of lightning. It was like standing on the edge of a building, never leaning too far to one side or the other.

Lily had lived her whole life like this, on the verge of explosion. But she had everything perfectly under control.

Flood poured from the sky. Raindrops hit her skin as she ran to the nearest awning, pulling her jacket over her head. It was just her luck that she chose to take a tote bag today, her computer and books were going to get wet. Lily leaned against the wall of a closed cafe, watching the rainstorm unravel before her eyes.

The streets were deserted, as always in August in their town, everyone having gone on vacation. Except for—

“Fancy seeing you here, Evans.” Barty's voice was dripping with sarcasm, a smirk tugging at his lips. He ran his hand through his wet hair, strands of green-dyed hair escaping through his fingers.

Lily kinda wanted to kick him. 

“What are you doing here, Crouch? I thought you would be on the French Riviera this time of year,” Lily retorted, more out of habit than anything else.

She and Barty weren't exactly friends, rather their friends were friends (and some of them were dating depending on the week) and they had known each other since elementary school. They had some sort of unofficial academic competition and Lily hated his guts most of the time.

Lily had accompanied him to throw eggs at his father's company at the beginning of the year. Barty had brought her food every night during exam periods.

“I bailed,” Barty shrugged as he sat down next to her, pressing his shoulder against hers. “There's no place I'd rather be than here.” 

Lily's laugh caught in her throat, shivering as her wet denim jacket clung to her skin, drops of water running down the back of her neck. Her half-undone braid fell pathetically over her shoulder, and she'd caught a glimpse of her smudged eyeliner in the window earlier. 

She looked as tired as she felt, and school didn't start for another week.

“So, Lils,” Barty drawled, “what are you doing here? It's pretty dead this time of year.”

“I just wanted to be ready for the start of the year. I really need this full scholarship to go to college.” Lily replied. Two years ago, she would have rather died than admit this to Barty Crouch Jr, but if anyone could understand the crushing weight of expectations, it was him.

There was no pity, compassion, or disapproval in his eyes as he smiled at her, just understanding and amused fondness. “Looks like we'll be continuing our little date nights this year too.”

“Looks like it,” Lily said, realizing with a flutter how close Barty's face was to hers. He had a new piercing above his eyebrow. 

“I missed you this summer,” Barty said, his eyes lingering on her lips. 

Lifting her head, Lily straightened up to kiss Barty on the cheek before resting her head on his shoulder. She stared straight ahead, watching puddles form on the road, the occasional car driving through them and sending drops flying into the air, as she whispered. “Me too.”

The rain beat against the roof reassuringly and comfortingly as Barty put an arm around her shoulders. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and sticking one between his lips. His lighter flickered before lighting, the end of his cigarette igniting and Barty inhaled, throwing his head back. The tattoo on his throat stretched over his Adam's apple, disappearing beneath his white t-shirt.

“How’s your sister?” Barty asked, smoke escaping from his lips. 

“How's your father?” Lily retorted, playing with the rings on Barty's fingers.

The laughter they shared was bitter. Barty offered her his cigarette and Lily blew the smoke in his face playfully. Barty pinched her ribs and Lily doubled over, a laugh ripping out of her. 

“You should laugh more often,” Barty breathed into her ear, his lips grazing her skin.

Lily sighed contentedly, leaning into Barty's chest, a blissful smile illuminating her face. She stole the cigarette from Barty's hand again, letting it burn between her lips.

“Don’t tell me what to do, Crouch,” Lily said light-heartedly. 

"I wouldn't dare," Barty grinned lazily, tucking a strand of Lily's hair behind her ear. He flicked her dangling earring with his fingertip. “New earrings?” 

Lily shook her head affectionately, stealing another cigarette from Barty's pocket. Together they watched the rain fall and the sun rise behind the clouds, a rainbow forming above the buildings. 

I've Fallen For You

“Evans, did you come to wish me luck?” James teased good-naturedly. There was only good-natured humor and genuine friendship in his voice. Mary wanted to hex him anyway. 

"Sorry, Potter," Lily retorted, breezing past him and straight to Mary. "My heart's already taken." 

And Mary had no doubt that Lily really meant it, just not in the same way Mary did. Not when Mary wanted to warm Lily's frozen skin with kisses, to lose herself in Lily's lavender shampoo for hours.

"I can't compete with that," James replied with a wink, ushering the rest of his team outside. "Try not to make my star chaser late, Lils."

"I thought I was your star chaser!" Marlene protested, not before sending Mary an amused and very pointed look. Mary should never have said anything to her, fucking best friend and fucking Sirius Black with his fancy firewhiskey.

Mary didn't bother to listen to James's answer, because Lily approached her with a small smile. A smile Lily reserved only for Mary, as if Mary were the most precious thing in the world.

“Hi,” Lily whispered into the silence of the locker room. If Mary thought she'd shut out the outside world before, she was sorely mistaken. There was only Lily left — Lily and the star-shaped scar behind her ear, Lily and the ring on her index finger she shared with Mary, Lily and the warmth of her breath against Mary’s lips. Lily, Lily, Lily. “How are you feeling?”

Mary felt as if there was no more air in the room, but she managed to answer in a low voice, like a secret between them. “Perfect now that you're here.”

“I have something for you, beautiful,” Pandora said and Lily could hear the smile in her voice.

Lily straightened up and Pandora placed a flower crown on her head with a small, proud smile. Pandora's hands and Lily's flowers, the product of both their creations. Beautiful and fragile. It was Lily who had taught her how to do them when they were still friends, or pretending there wasn't something more between them.

“Pour la plus belle des fleurs,” Pandora complimented. Or at least Lily thought she did. She had no idea what Pandora had said but she loved it when she spoke French.

Grabbing the small mirror she had "borrowed" from Marlene from her jacket pocket, Lily observed the flowers in her hair. Pandora had chosen flowers that complimented the color of her hair — hyacinths, agapanthus, fuchsias and lilac. 

Lily liked what she saw in her reflection, her long red hair that framed her face, her long flowing blue skirt, the flowers that made her green eyes stand out. She looked feminine, she looked like… herself . She couldn't contain her smile of euphoria.

“I love it,” Lily said softly, touching an agapanthus with her fingertips. “Thanks Panda.”

She leaned down to kiss Pandora, her hand burying itself in Pandora's hair. She could have drowned in the softness of her skin forever. Lily smiled against Pandora's lips, an idea crossing her mind. 

“You need a crown too.”

James: Which brand of underwear do scientists wear? Lily: James, I don't want to be rude but I'm giving birth- James: Kelvin Klein! *laugh*

have some jily because jily

and because i havent posted in a million years

Daily reminder!

james died thinking lily and harry were safe hahahhahaha

amazing modern au in which me and ravi ( @queerdeadwizards ) share ideas because just imagine the guys living among karens and woke kids

anyways have chibi lily and dorcas

harry is in a silly goofy mood

marauders' pronouns?

bjbjbj

remus- he/him

sirius- any but they preference

james- he/him

peter- he/him (doesn't get bothered by they)

nobody asked for the girls so here_

lily- she/her (doesn't mind they)

marlene- she/her

mary- she/her

dorcas- they/them

regulus/lily: *exists*

james, appearing all of a sudden: i'm here, what are your two other wishes?

marauders and co. as things me and my friends said

remus: I WAS IN THE FUCKING ELEVATOR

remus: fuck me, fuck you, fuck the president, fuck your mom. --- sirius: i don't dress to get paid. i dress to get layed. sirius: *laughs hysterically at a fly* ---

james: COME AND FUCKING EAT BITCH james: no. shut up, you are amazing and you deserve love. --- peter: ...i don't need that shit, i have biscuits and frogs peter: i for one second thought you were more mature. i was wronger than answer a. --- marlene: and you're gonna spend valentine's day alone or what??? marlene: i agree. i'd look like the typical 12 year old boy who dyed his hair for the first time if i dyed my hair blue --- lily: [name] stop being a pussy lily: nobody mentally stable here? --- dorcas: *gets up on chair* I'M GAY dorcas: he invited you to McDonalds???? damn i wish i'd have a partner like that --- mary: what in the name of motherfucking fashion are you dressed in??? mary: i am beautiful no matter what you say. i am a guru. --- regulus: WHY THE FUCK DOES NOTHING GET TO MY HEAD?? regulus: i'm not here to listen to your shit, goodbye

aria rambling about her shit because she's bored

i'm sorry you have to read this

things i need to see, do and say before i book a plane to the philippines and lose my phone on my way to the airport

kidding, ofc

soooo i've drawn some marauders stuff that i'm too lazy to write 😍

it goes like they are on a vacation and they are in an antique shop and just staring like 🤩 at history, mary and peter running on the beach, marlene and james trying to push each other of the dock, lily and sirius rambling about their boyfriends and remus and dorcas talking about the war 🤺 and skipping stones, dorcas says " i'm putting my faith we all will get out of this" and remus is like "pinky promise?" they both laugh and dorcas replies "pinky promise" and then remus is alone on the same beach and yall are fucking liars

i went to a party (or whatever that was, hangout) with my friends yesterday and i imagine the marauderettes just in floofy pjs doing each other's nails and gossiping

dumbledore smells worse than socks worn for 5 eras

ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃᵍˢ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ

i am extremly sorry that i didn't do a post for sev's birthday, i was really busy, but i thought i can do it now, because he deserves a birthday post!

(read til the end)

sad horrible i wish you the worst birthday snape!

i hope those 62 years of life you definitely didn't deserve are making you wish you had an ebay account! :)

and i really, really hope that you got a really nice gift for your birthday (if yall think i'm reffering at lily then yea,,,no) (i'm reffering at a dungbomb or an Ak-47 or sth)

also i would really appreciate if you die before you turn 63 :)

sirius: *exists*

remus: *cries*

remus: why the fuck do i have to be so gay???

james:

peter:

lily:

marlene:

dorcas:

mary:

hogwarts:

the staff:

dumbledore:

scotland:

great britain:

europe:

earth:

solar system:

milky way:

universe:

sirius: *turns around*

i'm sorry for what i made here: it's an idea for the text fic i'm gonna start

summary: the marauders and marauderettes are being themselves in 2021

word count: 196

fork man created 8 direction

sirius: you have to be kidding me james

fork man: no

remus: i'm out

remus: who else is here

peter: just us

peter changed their name into poptart

remus: not you as well

marlene: don't think you're the only one who's suffering

sirius: says you

poptart changed sirius' name into daddy

daddy: wtf peter

dorcas: what's wrong with you

marlene: he didnt sleep enough

mary: ofc he didnt he was singing someone to you at 4 am

fork man: jesus

fork man: you need him ✝

remus: you don't

remus changed their name into werewolf of london

lily: i thought you were sane

marlene changed lily's name into ik you smell good

ik you smell good: why

marlene: because it's true

daddy: 👀

daddy changed marlene's name into mommy

dorcas: why am i the only sane one

mommy changed dorcas' name into parental unit

werewolf of london: lmaoo that's what you get for complaining

poptart: (;

ik you smell good changed their name into marlene stop changing my user

marlene stop changing my user: i never thought covid would do this to you

mary: @peter he's the worst rn

poptart: stfu

finally the last part of part one!

note: this comic was inspired by @queerdeadwizards' jegulus ficlet. thank you for letting me put your writing on paper. xx moon

summary: james sings regulus love songs in the great hall at breakfast and makes a fool out of himself

p.s.: part two will come in a few days

as sirius black was running on the stairs, the only thing he could hear were the dark thoughts hitting his head. he stopped in front of the door and started searching in his pocket, he reached the keys and opened the door. to make sure there was no one after him, he looked around and closed it, knowing he was safe. sirius looked over his shoulder to see remus stand in front of him, looking south.

"sirius" he said.

"oh, hi remus. i didn't expect you to come home earlier" sirius replied, with an awkward smile on his face.

"i thought work was over an hour ago" remus cocked an eyebrow. "where were you?"

"we had more customers today" sirius sighed. "please don't think i'm doing anything else"

remus walked to the kitchen, got the whiskey bottle and poured it in his glass. he came back to sirius as he slowly took a sip.

"i don't know what to believe, sirius. i don't think peter would do such a thing, nor anyone else."

"so you just come up with the idea that i would betray james and lily? i would rather kill myself than betray anyone, especially them! remus, believe me." sirius said.

"sirius, you're the first one i would think would do this. you know who you are! you're a fucking black! they're fucking heartless! i wouldn't expect you to fake it all just to vanish us all! beginning with the potters!" remus exclaimed. "that's what you want to do, stop lying! you're just like them!"

"i would never! i would never do that kind of thing! remus, i'm not like them! i tried my best to be who i want and not who i should be just for you to accuse me! i start to think you're actually on peter's side, and you blame me just to get out of all the shit he made!" sirius shouted.

"you can't do anything now black, it's too late. you'll be where you belong soon. i hope it will make the worst of you. think about all the rubbish you created" remus hissed and left the room, letting the other alone with broken hope and a broken heart.

it's too late, sirius.

marauders' era heights let's go

sirius black- 5'10". has to stand on his tiptoes to kiss remus but is tall enough to make fun of james for being small

remus lupin- 6'6" and always hits his head in doorframes

james potter- 5'6". short king. he is slightly taller than peter but he looks taller than he is because he's well built. never in his life lied about his height. sirius always makes fun of him and he makes fun of himself too

peter pettigrew- 5'5" but brags that he is only one inch shorter than james

lily evans- 5'8", love me some tall gf & short bf

mary macdonald- 5'5", is actually average height

dorcas meadowes- 6'1" and always makes fun of their shorter friends

marlene mckinnon- 4'11", no objections. small but fierce and will kick you in the shin if you make fun of how short she is

frank longbottom- 5'8", is also average heighted and enjoys it because he can both reach the top shelf and he doesn't hit his head in everything

alice fortescue - 5'4" (aka my height)

"come on lily, dumbledore said they are coming!"

lily jumped on her feet and her breakfast almost fell off the table. how come peter knows something again and she doesn't? she hated not knowing things.

"who is coming?" she asked, trying to keep calm, though she wanted to take peter's head in her hands and shout why didn't i know???

" i though you knew about the tr-"

that's the moment when lily remembered about the triwizard tournament. mcgonagall told her that it's going to be this year in the summer holiday, when she met her at a café in london. but why this year? why in the time she was at school? and what if...she is gonna get picked?

lily tried to forget about her last thought. she concentrated on peter now. now that lily remembered about the tournament, she wanted to know more.

"durmstramg and beauxbatons?" she asked peter, now looking at him, tilting her head a bit.

"what?" he said, getting back on his feet.

"they're coming?"

"oh yea!" peter jumped." OH GOD LILY, WE NEED TO RUN, THEY'RE ALREADY HERE!"

"what? which of them?" lily asked, and her voice was a bit more of a shout, as everyone was running in the great hall, trying to get to the lake.

"I HAVE NO IDEA LILY, LET'S RUN!"

more coming soon on ao3, stay tuned!

note: this is the first time i'm writing something in a long time and it may be BAD (by the way, i'm gonna use the xe pronoun on sirius)

29th of October, 1981

The only thing sirius was thinking about was the suspicion xe had about peter. and xe couldn't deny, peter was acting weirder than ever, and sirius knew that the idea of peter being the secret keeper was a horrible idea. maybe the worst idea xe had in a long, long time. sirius even talked about it to james, and xe thought james wouldn't believe it, but for xyr happines, james told xem that he was going to think about it. sirius slowly put xyr glass of wine on the small, black table and got off the chair xe were sitting on and walked up to the potter's living room, where peter was.

"peter" sirius said quietly, so only peter could hear xem.

"sirius?" peter jumped off the couch he was sitting on. " i mean...yes? what is it?"

peter slowly started sweating, having the idea that sirius would want to talk about the things xe had in mind. he raised his head up to sirius to see xem look at him with a suspicious, but disappointed face.

"what did you do again?" sirius asked peter, trying to remain calm, though xe could explode any second.

"i...have no idea what you are talking about..." peter said, trying to keep a weird, fake smile on his face, while sweat kept running on his face.

"you told voldemort everything you could, didn't you? he knows everything about them." sirius looked down at peter, keeping the disappointed mask on.

"i..why would i, sirius? james and lily are my friends, i would never betray them!" peter exclaimed.

peter knew that was a lie, he did betray them. he betrayed them for power. for more power than he was already given. and sirius knew that too.

sirius let out a small, quiet sigh and walked up to the room xe went out of before, and sat back at the table, trying not to let a single tear come down. xe knew that was the end, at least for james and lily.

𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘹𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵...

James: everything's gonna be just fine! It's just a crush--

Lily: hey James!

James: I love you.

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Dylan Shubunkin - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Keito Tosakin/Keito Tosakin, Taegan Shubunkin/Dazey Dune Shubunkin, Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Keito Tosakin, Keito Tosakin, Taegan Shubunkin, Dazey Dune Shubunkin, Suikou Saraso, Temi Ryukin (Dylan Shubunkin), Terada Chu, Gianni Tosakin, Original Characters Additional Tags: Marauders Era (Dylan Shubunkin), Alternate Universe - Rock Band, Band Fic, Alternate Universe - Boarding School, Coming of Age, Slow Burn, Period Typical Attitudes, Complex Family Dynamics, POV Keito Tosakin, Messy Friendgroup, Miscommunication, (it’s wolfstar cmon now), Beta Read, (Jegulus if you blink…), band rivalry Summary:

“See, the Devil may do as the Devil may care He loves none sweeter as sweeter the dare His mouth the mischief he doth seek His heart the captive of which he speaks”

OR

After being prosecuted for aggravated assault, 16 year old Keito Tosakin is given the choice of two sentences: attending a youth detention centre, or enrolling into a school program for “troubled cases”.

Hawthorne Academy prides itself on shaping these students into potential scholars. However, Keito’ path diverges from academics upon befriending his new misfit classmates — particularly, the discovery of the tarnished guitar they hid inside their dorm room.

i keep pondering over in my head wether lily potter would have forgiven snape. on one hand i’m like fuck no, i don’t care what anybody says she would have NOT forgiven him. on the other i’m thinking that despite all the bullshit in the end he did switch sides and protect harry (despite being a complete arsehole to him and only really doing it cause of his love? obsession? for lily)

open to hearing anyones thoughts on this

This feels cannon

Like Moonwater definitely adopted Percy at some point

Prongsfoot having the twins, Minerva would wait until the last second to send them their Hogwarts letters because she is not ready for the extra chaos they would be if they were raised by them.

I love the thought of Wolfbuck having Oliver like yes he was definitely raised by someone who is willing to fuel the level of insane obsession that he has for Quiditch and the amont of passion he has for the sport. But also someone who can give him everything else about his personality.

Wait, but what if Bill actually was a werewolf instead of just being scratched by one 🤔

Assigning golden trio and cursed child era characters marauders era ship parents based entirely on soul reading

Wolfstar: Ron and Bill Weasley (and Teddy obvs)

Jegulus: Albus Severus and James Sirius Potter

Bartylus: Victor Krum and Theodore Knott

Rosekiller: Pansy Parkinson

Moonwater: Colin Creevey and Percy and Charlie Weasley

Prongsfoot: Fred and George Weasley

Wolfbucks: Oliver Wood

Marylily: Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley

Pandalily: Scorpious Malfoy (and Luna obvs)

Dorlene: Cho Chang and Blaise Zabini

Marylene: Cedric Diggory and Lavender Brown

Pybill: Neville Longbottom

Lockemouse: Seamus Finnegan

This is what happened to most of James stuff throughout his years at Hogwarts

James: is that my sweater?

Regulus, looking down confused: no? I stole this from Barty

Barty: oh well I stole it from Evan

Evan: it's not mine, I got it from Panda

Pandora: I borrowed it from Dorcas

Dorcas: I got it from Marlene

Marlene: .... I may have stolen it out of Mary's closet

Mary: only because I stole it from Lily first

Lily: don't look at me I borrowed it from Remus

Remus: I only had it because I thought it was Sirius'?

Sirius: oh shit, I did steal that from you Jamie