#siruis black

[ladymacbethisasmash]

Sirius Black is for the gays. For they ftms for the mtfs for the enbies and the genderfluids. For the gays and the bis and the aces. Sirius black is for the LGBTQ+ community. Cuz just try to tell me a headcanon that doesn't fit them.

Remus Lupin is for the losers and the disabled. For the people who didnt fit in. Ever. Who didn't have the bravado to make up for the fact that they were just average

James Potter is for the people pleasers. The ones who crack the jokes and hold u when u cry. James Potter is for the golden retriever people who never know when to quiet down and that's why they are loved.

Peter Pettigrew is for the insecure people. For the ones who always think they don't deserve what they get because 'there is someone else better out there'. Peter is for the people who forget they are wanted.

Barty Crouch Jr is for the people with daddy issues. For the people who never got over the fact that they weren't good enough for that one person. For the people who battle mental health everyday and are still fighting.

Evan Rosier is for the people who look 'normal' but hate fitting in. Is for the people who start fights just to feel something. Evan is for the older siblings who were eventually ignored. Is for the people who learnt to be their own role model.

Regulus Black is for the introverts. For the people who would rather sit in a corner with a book than talk to others. Regulus Black is for the people who show their love through harsh words and who learnt to push people away instead of pull them close.

Pandora Rosier is for the freaks. For the weirdos and the witches. Shes for every girl who was ever told not to do something because it's not lady like. For the people who are feminine in the most feral ways.

Dorcas Meadows is for the girls who want power. For the fighters who don't back down. For the determined and the hot headed. For everyone who got to their goal no matter how hard the struggle.

Marlene McKinnon is for the punks. For the emos and the alternatives. Shes for every blonde who was told they must be stupid. For everyone who fought their stereotypes. For everyone who was told they couldn't do something so they went and did exactly that.

Lily Evans is for the angry women. For the girls who are sick of being told to be quiet. Shes for the ones who kick and scream and yell. Shes for the feminists and the activists and the people who love to be organized.

Mary MacDonald is for the girly girls. For the women who are happy to fit in to the norm. Not because they're sheep but because that's who they are. Mary is for the girls who are unapologetic, who are pretty and kind and who don't judge. Shes for every 'popular girl' who was ever told they were mean when they really really aren't.

This is why the marauders are so special. They represent everyone in some way shape or form.

This is my fandom.

[mochamarauder]

Sirius finds out that James is dating someone (Regulus) because one day he is walking around the dorm shirtless, and it looks like his back has been mawled by a cat

[moonstruckme]

Heyyy there! I really (like really) love your writing!!! It makes my day when I see you've posted a fic! I was wondering if I could request one either with doc!remus or emtxmaradeurs where the reader is very sick and kinda out of it and she's taken care of. Like maybe he/them asking her 'are you with me/us' becuase it looks like you're going to pass out. If you've written something like this before my apologies. Have a great day!!!

Thanks lovely, hope you have a great day as well!

emt!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 670 words

When Remus and James get home from their shift, they find you and Sirius curled up on the couch, you with a mug of what appears to be noodle soup steaming in your hands. You’re taking sips of it like it’s tea. 

“Hello,” says Remus, perching on the armrest to peck his boyfriend on the head. “You two aren’t where we left you.” 

“One can only lie around in bed for so many hours,” Sirius replies, tilting his head back for a real kiss. Remus gives him one, and Sirius takes another for himself. “I’m very entertaining, but after a while we both needed a change of scenery.” 

“And why is our girl drinking soup like a warm beverage?” James directs the question towards you, but you don’t seem to notice. After a moment, Sirius answers for you. 

“She wasn’t doing very well with the spoon, and though I made some excellent points about how romantic it’d be, she wouldn’t let me feed it to her.” Sirius grins salaciously at you. You offer only a faint smile in return, and he squishes your thigh in his hand teasingly. “Eventually we had to compromise on a more innovative solution.” 

“I see.” James ducks his head, finding his way into your field of vision. “Sweetheart,” he says carefully, “are you with us?” 

You blink. Your eyes look fever glazed. “Yeah.” You match his gentle tone. “Hi.” 

He smiles softly. “Hey there. You seemed a bit far away, m’love.” 

“She’s only tired.” Sirius kisses the side of your head. “We’ve just had a nap.”

“Oh, must be nice,” James jokes. You smile in response. 

Remus frowns pensively as he plays with Sirius’ hair where it’s draped over the edge of the couch. It spills through his fingers like stygian water. “What’s her fever at?” he asks. 

“It’s coming down.” Sirius nods to the fever reducers sitting next to a half-empty bottle of cough syrup on the coffee table. “We’re working on it.” 

“What was it last you checked?” James presses, but Remus has already picked up the thermometer. He murmurs a quiet direction to you as he nestles it in your ear.

“Her cough’s gotten a lot better, too, if you haven’t noticed,” Sirius says proudly. “Right, babydoll? We haven’t been having many problems since the last time she had medicine.” 

That’s not saying much, James thinks as he looks around. There are still wadded up tissues strewn about the coffee table, enough that he wonders whether one of them ought to go buy more before you all get ready for bed, and even if your cough has abated the scrape of your voice indicates your throat still feels like you’ve swallowed knives. 

Still, he tries to sound upbeat as he says, “Yeah? That’s great,” and kisses your shoulder lightly. 

“I can see why you’re so tired,” Remus says. The thermometer beeps, and his brow pinches sympathetically as he reads the screen. “That nap was the first good sleep you’ve had in a while, hm, dovey?” 

“Yeah,” you say, your voice a thin rasp. “I still have to turn over every now and then when my nose clogs up, though.” 

“Poor love,” James coos, kissing your shoulder again. “I’m about to have a shower, would you want to sit in the bathroom with me and see if the steam does anything? I could use the company.” 

“That’s a good idea,” Remus agrees. “After you’ve finished your soup, though.” 

You give James a sweet, thoughtful look. “That would be nice,” you say. The sound of your voice makes him want to burst into tears. “Thank you guys for taking care of me.” 

Sirius makes an indignant squawking sound. “Um, that’s actually been me, in case you’ve forgotten. These two only just got here.” 

“Sorry.” You crack a smile, sleepy but real, and lean your head on Sirius’ shoulder. “Thank you the most.” 

He hums, quickly pacified, and lets his head rest atop yours. “Apology accepted. Luckily for you, I actually quite enjoy it.”

[uninspired-choatic-angel]

James and Sirius hang mistletoes at every doorway/entrance, so they have an excuse to kiss Regulus and Remus.

Regulus asks Remus to help him set the table while James and Sirius play with Harry.

As Regulus comes out of the kitchen, Remus runs into him at the entrance

Regulus:

Remus:

Sirius:

James:

Sirius: We didn't think this through

James: No, we did not

Harry: Kiss!

Remus gives Regulus a peck on the forehead

[siriusbowie]

Sirius is so touch-starved from being raised in such a loveless cold household that he has to force himself not to melt into a puddle every time james is being carefree with his affection.

James's hugs and touches startled him when they first became friends in the first year because he didn't know that people touching him could be so warm and healing,he quickly understood that he was wrong, only james Could make him feel this warm, almost like he isn't broken, almost.

James teased him about looking absolutely dazed the first time he ran his fingers through the soft black hair, Sirius liked it so much he felt lightheaded with pleasure and something close to relief, but James's eyes softened when Sirius didn't tease him back, he only nuzzled close.

[dnnji]

'hate'

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My art style changes more than my mood — I haven’t practiced in forever so now I’m just guessing my way through 😮‍💨

[zooweemimi]

Behind every hot girl is a deep history with the marauders 🚬

[auntiejohn]

i am in dire NEED of more marauders mutuals