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marauders | theatre | d&d | they/them

[moonyteapot]

Remus and/or Sirius with religious trauma serving as a pastor is one of my favorite AUs. Dear Your Holiness by MollyMayMarie on AO3 really sparked a flame inside me.

Sirius grew up in the church surrounded by hate and shame only to stumble upon a Catholic priest welcoming so many people. Kind of like Judd in the mist recent Knives Out movie. Sirius, being confused, watches from a distance, but, of course, Remus notices him. He notices, but doesn’t call attention. They grow closer through community and the desire and hunger we feel as humans for connection.

Or—Remus stumbles upon a church run my Monty with James welcoming him into the church where he meets Sirius who also got welcomed in as a “Black” sheep.

Or—even possibly a third variant with Remus and Regulus being best friends sucked into this church with James and Sirius.

Religious guilt as a heavy theme will always toy with my feelings. I’m so ready for the new Leviticus movie, all the tears that will be shed, and fanfics read/written.

[moonyteapot]

lupin

or moony(teapot)

[gaysie]

a better son/daughter; shane & ilya

[moonyteapot]

this is so important to me

[moonyteapot]

fanfic?

maybe I posted a fic on ao3? is there a chance that I posted with the same username on here? possibly? maybe? it's like asking if I kin regulus black. y'all know the answer.

[moonyteapot]

well… here it is

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[moonyteapot]

fanfic?

maybe I posted a fic on ao3? is there a chance that I posted with the same username on here? possibly? maybe? it's like asking if I kin regulus black. y'all know the answer.

[ace-misplaced]

some of my favourite dps shots...

(refraining from making a "shot" joke...)

they're all so beautiful 😭😭

there's so many more but I'll leave it there - feel free to reblog with your favs!!!

[eleftheria444]

I think that the reason why Neil grabbed Todd’s poetry book and ran across the room with it in the no scene is because he felt like he was a little flustered and he felt that he was being too flirty and the conversation was getting a little too intimate, and so he impulsively took his book to be funny and almost undo the tension in the room on a whim

[stillness-eats-me-alive]

jb+lu: a collection of my personal favorites

all via lucy/phoebe/boygenius' instagrams

[moonyteapot]

don’t mind me… just casually cosplaying as sirius going to the cursed child

[obsessedpages]

this is the most beautiful piece of art i've seen in a long time oh my god

ac: likeafunerall

[goneinsecondsxo]

one thing i love is getting my kudos email and seeing someone go through the entire yeehaw, baby universe in one night

[moonyteapot]

it’s me. i’m the notifs lol

[finalset]

bite the hand

[amialunatic]

moving through hyperfixations like changing clothes

[hyacinthstars]

i love the potter to james to jamie transition amen

[prongss78]

james, on facetime w the boys: and this is the shrine i've made-dedicated to my husband. my husband that's been missing for months now. god, i miss him so much.

remus, w sirius in the frame looking concerned: is this why you called us...?

james: and this is where i sit and hope for his quick return to me. i still catch the smell of his cologne, like a ghost that haunts my now lonely home.

peter: ... james, do you need us to call someone??

james: and here is where i sit and weep, mourning every passing day without him. when will he return! i miss him too much!

regulus, coming back home from walking the dog: what the hell are you doing.

[oh-phoenixx]

“It’s no use, Regulus, we’ve gotta have it out,” James cried, “I have loved you ever since I’ve-”

“Stop quoting Little Women at me, James,” Regulus said through gritted teeth. “We are not getting married.”

“But-”

“I’m seventeen, you are eighteen. We are not getting married,” Regulus repeated.

“I have loved you ever since I’ve-”

“James.”

[moonyteapot]

my two hyperfixations in one post? yes please

[my-castles-crumbling]

harry potter - jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 298

"Harry," James said, trying to keep his voice calm even though he was full of shock and a bit of anger, "can you explain the message I just got from your teacher?"

Nine-year-old Harry looked up from eating his dinner with a curious expression on his face. "What message?" he asked, wide eyes full of faux innocence.

For one moment, James struggle not to laugh, but then he remembered why he was upset. "Your art teacher just told me you got in trouble for for painting all over the table! He said it's the third time you've acted out in his class this month! What happened?" Harry was mischievous and had a sense of humor, sure. But he didn't usually completely defy teachers.

But Harry just offered him a small smile, tilting his head to the side. "Did he ask to meet with you? Talk about my behavior?" he questioned, looking completely nonchalant.

Starting to actually get angry now, James narrowed his eyebrows. "Yes! And-"

"Ha! Finally! Ron said that would work!" Harry yelled, pumping his fist in the air.

"Harry, what the hell?" James asked, internally chastising himself for his language and hoping his son wouldn't say a word to Lily when he went to her house in a few days. "Why-"

"Because," the young boy said, rolling his eyes. "Every time you pick me up from school, you won't stop staring at Mr. Black. It's embarrassing, Dad. Not because you like him, but because you won't just talk to him. So now you have to!"

And with that, Harry gave him a grin, picked up his dinner, and sauntered out of the room, leaving James speechless.

Perhaps he had been a bit obvious about staring at Regulus Black while he waited in the parent pickup line. But really, could you blame him? The art teacher was beautiful.