#wolfstarbuckstail

[bluecookiesbutterbeer]

look at these losers lmao

(tiny rat petey is VERY unimpressed if u can't see his little paws crossed)

[hawkeye12]

Lily: Hey guys, I’ve been practicing my photography skills and I was wondering what this photo makes you feel?

Lily hands over a casual photo of Remus in warm lighting.

Sirius: Lust

Lily: okay, anyone else?

James grabbing the photo: Oh Yeah, definitely lust

Lily: Literally anybody else?

Peter peering at the photo: You were going for lust right?

Lily: No, no I was not.

[asphodelevans]

i thought i was a multishipper turns out james potter is just a slut who can be shipped with anybody

[itsriotmotherfuckers]

I don’t gaf who you ship Sirius with as long as they are literally willing to get on their knees and beg for his attention. That’s all. He should always be worshiped by his partners because he’s literally the best and they all know it. Fuck you. Actually you know what he doesn’t have to pick all of your ships are real they’re just his harem

[kissrosier]

peter getting passed around by his friends except he's like a birthday candle instead of a blunt

[whatonearthisgoingon]

I need a poly marauders fic narrated by Peter and it's all fluff and smut. No angst. Give my boy 3 amazing boyfriends who worship him. That's it. That's the fic. It needs to be tons of chapters long. Can be a compilation of a billion one shots, I don't care. But I want content. Someone, please!

[vibrantly-yours]

Moony isn't the only one they take care of. Of course they're devoted to him, but they're also devoted to each other.

James plays Quidditch, and of course he's going to get hurt. Sirius will shower him with kisses until Peter's done rifling through the cabinets to find the bone mending potion. Remus will tell him, calmly, that he needs to be more careful, then kiss him until James stops pouting. Sometimes he gets riled up at purebloods that think he's weak for dating people that aren't like him, and Remus has to physically hold him back. Sirius and Peter will share a look, whisper to each other, then let Peter walk up to them. The young man always says something to frighten them. When James asks what, Peter will just smile and kiss him.

James is always tirelessly working as an Auror. He wants to help everyone, he doesn't want any people to get horribly hurt. Sometimes he comes home with tears in his wide eyes, and his loves immediately spring into action. Remus gets the snacks, Peter breaks out the comfort tea, and Sirius slips James's uniform off while urging him to "get into something cozy, Prongs, let's have a movie night." James is wrapped in five blankets that smell like his boyfriends by the end of the night.

Sirius has nightmares. Sometimes he wakes up in an upset daze, but sometimes he's shaken awake and his throat is raw. He used to try telling them that they didn't need to worry, that this was normal, and it only made them more set on comforting him. They never forced him to open up about it, despite their concerns. It's easy to tell when he's had a rougher night when he turns into Padfoot. Padfoot doesn't need to worry about complicated things like Crucio, or screaming, or his brother being taken away.

Padfoot receives gentle head scritches and a brush running through his fur. Remus reads to him until he's lulled to sleep by his voice. James, big and strong James, bodily pulls him in for a cuddle regardless of which form he's in. Peter will take him outside to the garden, talking all about the plants and their uses until he loses his voice. Sometimes he just goes into a soundproofed room and screams his feelings out. Sirius is usually in the middle of a cuddle pile by the end.

Remus, as a teacher, has his days of frustration. Or maybe his chronic pain flares up in the middle of a lesson. He can usually get another teacher to fill in for him, but sometimes he can't. He's endlessly coddled when he arrives home with clenched teeth and wet eyes. If he doesn't want a potion for the pain, then James and Sirius are casting warming spells on him until his bones ache less. Even when he feels paralyzed by the agony, all three of them are at his beck and call, helping him grade papers.

He once weakly joked that they were his personal butlers, and his heart skipped several beats when Sirius kneeled down to kiss the back of his hand with eyes filled with devotion, calling him "Master Remus." His face was blazing red from blush and laughter by the time James proclaimed he was Remus's "noble steed" and turning into Prongs. Peter was covering his mouth and giggling before calling himself "the royal rat" and going Wormy. Remus then gets all sappy, whispering about how much he loves them all, and promptly being tackled into a big hug.

Peter had always been calm. Sharp with his retorts, yet soft with his cups of tea and pots of plants. A little scary when he got a dark look in his eyes and a wand gripped tightly in his hand, especially when he declared he would "get rid of" whoever upset his loves. That's why all of them had been caught off guard when Peter was red faced and panting after screaming at his own parents through a two mirror. The mirror had exploded against a wall when James rushed into the room.

Peter's eyes had grown misty and he held himself tightly as he clenched his jaw. His old habit of concealing his emotions was broken the moment that Remus and Sirius came in, worriedly asking what they could do. Sirius was still in his paint streaked overalls, and Remus had yarn tangled around his sweater. The blond told them through shuddering breaths that he had held onto hope for so long that his parents would become better people. His talk with them today had revealed otherwise. They were still the rotten people that made him feel small and useless.

Sirius's nostrils had flared when he glared at the pieces of glass, as if he could channel his hatred towards them through the shards. But James was rubbing his shoulders, muttering that they could hex Peter's parents senseless later. They needed to take care of their darling first. Peter apologized for making the mess, and Sirius shushed him. Blankets were retrieved after Remus levitated the shards into the waste bin, then Peter's large book of plants were given to him.

James kept guessing the plant names incorrectly until Peter cracked a small smile, bopping his shoulder and explaining what the correct answer was. He laid back against James, who wrapped arms around his pudgy stomach and laid endless kisses on his head and face. Sirius had wiggled his way into Peter's large sweater, popping his head out and kissing him until he felt dizzy with affection. Remus did the same, holding his hands and kissing each one individually.

He was beyond words to describe what he felt for them.

He let the three rings he made for them speak for themselves. Peter was just glad he had been near the blanket pile when Sirius launched himself at him.

[apcqlypse]

marauders but they all have unrequited feelings for each other.... peter staring at remus staring at sirius staring at james staring at lily