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@moonbooked
Every time sunlight filters through stained glass to cover marble floors in fractured rainbows, every time fireworks explode and suffocate the night sky in colour, all I will ever see is the starlit room you once held me in. Your soul’s light left a shadow and I’m grateful to be draped in it.
Lily Evans
omg its so remus lupin
Tolerate - Jegulus - @jeggyverses-jegulus-microfic - word count: 700
“How do you do it?” Sirius asked.
“Huh?”
“James?”
“Oi!” James’ head popped up from where it had been bent over his Potions essay and he rubbed at the top of his head where something relatively solid had bounced off of it.
“I asked you a question.”
“Soz, Pads, but I still need another foot on this essay before tomorrow morning.” James pulled his textbook towards him. “Give me an hour.”
“An hour?! Eugh! Fine.”
Barely five minutes had passed before James was distracted again. Sirius had started sighing heavily and dramatically. James rolled his eyes and tried to block him out.
After another five minutes of progressively louder sighing and whimpers and fingers drumming on the table, James took a deep breath and looked up.
“What’s up, Pads?” James gritted out.
“Don’t worry about me, finish your homework.”
James knew the morose tone was put on, but he also knew he’d never get his essay finished if he didn’t give Sirius his attention now.
“You’ve got three minutes and then I’m going back to my essay.”
“Okay!” Sirius scooted closer to James side and leaned in conspiratorially. “I asked, how do you stand it?”
“Stand what, mate?”
“That.” Sirius pointed discreetly to the opposite side of the common room.
James looked over and saw Lily looking at Pandora with what Moony would call heart eyes. Lily and Pandora had been openly seeing each other for a couple of weeks now and of all people to have a problem with it, James would never have thought it would be Sirius.
“Mate,” James looked at Sirius with some concern. “Are you not okay with Lil being gay? Cause, that’s pretty fucked up.”
“What? Of course I don’t give a shit about her being gay.” Sirius scrunched his face up in confusion.
“Then why would you think I wouldn’t be okay with it? Do you think I’m some kind of bigoted arsehole? Cause honestly, fuck you if you think that poorly of me.” James started gathering all his stuff together to go finish studying somewhere away from Sirius.
“Prongs, mate, fuck sake, no.” Sirius grabbed his papers to stop him from leaving. “I meeeeean, seeing Lily with someone who isn’t you?”
Ohhhhh. Shit.
“Well, er, not really, mate.” James rubbed the back of his neck and tried to avoid making eye contact with Sirius.
“Why not?”
“Why did you ask me how I can stand it? You had a weird tone about it.” James fired back, avoiding the question and trying to keep Sirius distracted enough to stop prying open that box just yet.
“Oh, well, erm, no reason.” James watched as Sirius’ eyes flickered around the room, clearly avoiding looking at one person in particular.
James watched as Remus sat chatting away to Gideon Prewett, a man who James knew was not in any way interested in Remus and also that Remus was in no way interested in Gid, because he was too besotted with a certain curly haired lunatic sat way too close to James. James had to fight every instinct in him not to just shout at the pair of them most days.
“Mate, is there something in particular you are struggling to be able to tolerate right now?” James hedged gently.
“Me? No!” Sirius blustered. “Let’s get this essay finished, shall we?”
Before James could stop him, Sirius started riffling through his notes.
“It’s alright, I’ve got it.” James made to grab the notes back, but Sirius had already stopped and was staring at something in one of the margins. “Sirius, mate…” James tried again to snatch the paper, but Sirius pulled them out of his reach.
“James,” Sirius took a deep breath before he looked up and squinted at James. “Why is my brother leaving you messages and kisses on your notes?”
James’ eyes blew wide. “Erm…” James started looking around for a quick exit.
“Run.”
“What?” James croaked.
“Run.” Sirius warned one more time as he got to his feet.
James did not need to be told a third time.
He snatched his bag, his papers and bolted out of the portrait hole. Deciding to hide out in his boyfriends dorm until Sirius, eventually, calmed down…
to describe lily evans is to limit lily evans
my dad wants to know how i got into bowie but how do i tell him its because of harry potters dead parents and their dead gay friends
Marlene McKinnon has like every fucking allergy you can have and somehow she still managed not to fucking die because of them.
Mary thought Prongsfoot was canon since first year and got REALLY confused when Lily told her that James took her out on a date
Mary thought Prongsfoot was canon since first year and got REALLY confused when Lily told her that James took her out on a date
looking for post inspo but like half the stuff on the mary tag is 18+ freaky, jegulus, wolfstar, or this account
someone please love mary like i do
Holy shit that's so cool
Finally “do you love the colour of the sky” got compressed for our convenience
This is now my favorite photo
Cloud spotted
Cool shit!
@fancysheepnacho @certified-mothwriter @honestlyidontthinkso @justarandomperson17 this is so pretty!!!!
no i will not make separate blogs for my fandoms, everyone who follows me must experience ALL my insanity
modern au where the marauders call Sirius Siri but not an in endearing way and more in a “hey Siri, what’s the weather today?”, “hey Siri, where are my socks?”, “hey Siri, tell me a joke.”, “Siri, that joke was arse.” And Sirius has become so used to it that when a stranger asks actual Siri a question on the metro he tells them to fuck off. loudly.
he is never going to hear the end of it now.
james ‘if i cant pick you up then I just need to get stronger’ potter
3 Idiots but it’s James as Rancho, Sirius as Farhan, and Remus as Raju
Hc that James' parents had a Romeo & Juliet situation but make it desi. Effie was hindu and Monty was muslim. Their families did not approve of them and they fled the country during the India-Pakistan split cuz there was a lot of violence and their families were pressuring them to break up. They came to the UK with so little but slowly built their way up to a stable lifestyle. They changed their names to fit into the foreign country better and they opened a pottery business and hence were started to be called as Euphemia and Fleamont Potter.
Not sure about what I want their original names to be (always open for suggestions tho) but for now I have:
Farzan (wise) /Fayaz (generous) for Fleamont
Yashoda (mother of lord Krishna) for Euphemia
i love the idea of remus not going to hogwarts, because there is no war brewing and therefore dumbledore doesn't think it necessary to groom a young boy so he can have a werewolf in his ranks. everything else (kinda) stays the same. sirius still runs away, inofficially becoming effie's son and the second potter boy. peter finds his true dream is to become a pastry chef and fights for the house-elves' rights, james and lily figure their shit out and get haz, mary finds her happiness and marlene realizes she's in love with her quidditch rival dorcas.
anyway, life's good, but sirius kind of feels a bit alone sometimes since harry's taking up so much of james' time nowadays (sirius absolutely adores the kid but you know, everything is suddenly about family. where is the adventure?). since he's reconciled with his little brother (finally) he has the task of finding a birthday present for him, so he's walking around diagon alley, looking for something that could make the little shit happy for once.
and then he sees it, a little bookstore crammed in between two other popular stores. the sign above the door reads blackthorn's books. it doesn't have as many customers as the stores beside it but it looks like a place regulus would adore. sirius walks in and realizes that it's gonna be impossible to find anything in here. he doesn't know a single thing about books, really, and there are books not only on the shelves but stacked in heaps on the floor. it's chaos, but beautiful chaos, if you're into reading and all that, he supposes.
then he sees the man behind the counter. the first thing he notices is the scars. his face and sleeveless arms are covered in them, making him look handsome in this sort of rougish and rugged way. he's sitting down on a stool, reading, and yet he's taller than sirius still. everything is quiet in here, making him feel like he's walked into some seperate world. sirius coughs into his hand and tries to get his attention.
when the man looks up his breath his taken away. he has the prettiest hazel eyes he has ever seen. the man blushes and puts the book down, immediately standing and showing his real height. sirius has to crane his neck to look up at him. he looks adorable as he sheepishly scratches the back of his neck.
