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Intro post! (Finally)
Welcome to my marauders sideblog! You can call me Star - She/her and they/them.
I reblog marauders era content and occasionally write one shots (more on that later)
My main ships are- Wolfstar, Jegulus and Rosekiller. Sometimes Jegulily, Bartulus, Marylily, Dorlene, pandalily and whatever else I decide to reblog.
Feel free to send me asks, writing prompts, or your own thoughts and headcanons!
My writing: (I'm trying to finish my WIPs and post them)
"Moony and I decided that if we're both still single at thirty, we're going to marry each other."
James choked on his pumpkin juice. Lily, who had been lazily playing with the ends of James’s hair, froze.
"You what?" James wheezed.
"It’s a pact," Sirius explained casually, reaching over to steal a piece of bacon off Remus’s plate. Remus didn't even look up from his book; he just automatically shifted his plate an inch closer to Sirius so it would be easier for him to reach. "If we hit thirty and neither of us has found a wife, we'll just tie the knot. For tax purposes. And because I can't cook."
Lily stared at them. She looked at Sirius, who was currently wearing one of Remus’s jumpers, and then at Remus, who was using Sirius’s knee as an armrest.
"Right," she snorted. "A pact."
"Yeah," Remus mumbled. "It’s practical. We already know we can tolerate each other."
"Tolerate," James repeated, incredulous. "Sirius, you literally threatened to hex a first-year yesterday because they bumped into Remus in the corridor."
"He was moving entirely too fast," Sirius defended, looking genuinely offended. "Moony has bad joints."
"And Remus," Lily continued. "You spent three hours last week mending a tear in Sirius's jacket by hand because he claimed the reparo charm makes the leather 'feel itchy.'"
"He has very sensitive skin, Lily," Remus defended. "You know he only sleeps on silk pillowcases."
James rubbed his face with both hands, looking like he was rapidly losing his grip on reality.
"You two have lived in each other’s pockets for six years. You pushed your beds together since fourth year, you sign your Christmas cards together, Sirius only lets you cut his hair and refuses to study unless his feet are resting in your lap. Yesterday, I watched Sirius eat a piece of toast directly out of Remus's hand."
"My nails were drying," Sirius argued. "I couldn't risk smudging the polish."
"You're already married!" James exclaimed, throwing his arms up. "You just haven't signed the paperwork! I feel like I'm third-wheeling a sixty-year marriage every time I sit in my own dormitory!"
Sirius scoffed, rolling his eyes at Remus. "We are not inviting him to the wedding.”
James put his head down on the table and refused to speak for the rest of breakfast.
Regulus moving in with wolfstar and he has zero life skills.
He can't cook, he can't clean, he can't drive, he can't do a job interview.
Wolfstar very hesitantly leaves him alone for a weekend to finally go on a honeymoon, but they send James over to make sure Regulus doesn't burn the house down.
Regulus has been attempting to figure out how to make scrambled eggs for the past half hour.
regulus would get an entire degree without telling anyone he enrolled or that he graduated
i love letterboxd
sausage - @wolfstarmicrofic - NSFW (jokes) - word count: 407
It was a well-known fact that Sirius Black and James Potter told each other everything. Every thought, every feeling, every mundane happening–they shared it all with each other.
Which is why, when Sirius and Remus finally (finally!) got together, Sirius had hardly finished kissing the other boy before he told his best friend.
He might’ve thought that one through a bit…he knew James enough to know he’d be ridiculously supportive, but also merciless with his teasing.
“Thank you for the breakfast, Mrs. Potter, it was delicious,” Remus said as the four of them sat at the table in the Potter house, inhaling the meal Euphemia had made like they were being timed.
“Effie,” she warmly corrected Remus for the thousandth time, looking at the boy with a smile. “You all sprout up a foot every year, I swear to Merlin. I can’t believe you’re not eating more!”
Sirius, of course, opened his mouth to answer, to thank Effie himself, but James stepped in, a shit-eating grin on his face. “S’true. Sirius will eat Remus’s sausage for him, won’t you, Pads? You eat his sausage all the time at school, now.”
Peter, who had been quiet up until this point, choked loudly on his own food, ducking under the table to get control of himself.
Sirius felt himself bite back a shocked grin as Remus turned a brilliant shade of maroon. That fucking arse. “You seem to pay a lot of attention to what goes in my mouth, Prongs,” he shot back, not backing down under the embarrassment.
James, still smirking, shrugged. “You’re not quiet about it. Right, Wormy?”
Peter, who was still gasping for air, muttered through watery eyes, “I’ve nothing to say. This is an excellent breakfast, Effie.”
Sirius chuckled and raised an eyebrow at James. “Oi, Prongs? I actually heard that you have an affinity for sausage as well. Is that true?”
And now James looked truly like a deer in headlights, his eyes flashing between his mother and Sirius, words coming out in small stammers. “I–I–I don’t–”
Thankfully, Effie finally spoke up jovially. “Well, I’ll have to cook some more, then! It seems everyone here loves sausage!”
All of the boys were now bright-red, swallowing their laughter and half a second away from breaking down into fits of hysterics.
Then, Peter murmured softly, his eyes shining, “I don’t.”
It was Remus, surprisingly, who broke first, his laughter loud enough to echo through the kitchen.
It's post-jegulus dark mark break up, and Regulus starts transforming into his cat animagus almost nightly to escape the nightmare that is both his dreams and life.
One day he falls asleep in his wander around the halls and wakes up to find himself curled up next to a fire in James's lap. His immediate instinct is to leave. He doesn't deserve the affection. But the warmth warmed his bones in a way he hadn't been able to be since they broke up, and the cat mind had always been more selfish in it's deeds....
So he stays and just soaks in the warmth and affection he knows he doesn't deserve and will never have again, savouring every single moment.
Unkownst to Regulus, James knew it was him.
girl - jegulus - @jeggyverses-jegulus-microfic - word count: 402
“Barty told me you were talking to a girl today,” Regulus said to James lightly as he joined the older boy at the Gryffindor table. “The one who obviously wants to snog you?”
James, who had been busy making heart-eyes at his piece of cake, looked up as his boyfriend, the adoration only growing more pronounced. “Reg! Hi, love! What’re you talking about?”
“Belby,” he said with disgust, as if saying the girl’s name pained him. “You were laughing with her today?”
The Gryffindor looked so clueless it was almost embarrassing. Sirius, who was watching the whole exchange, sighed with disappointment. Normally, he would have allowed his best friend to crash and burn–it wasn’t like he adored the fact that his best friend and brother were dating and he admittedly lived for a bit of drama–but he’d had a long day and frankly, the two of them were slightly more tolerable when they were all lovey and gooey together than when they were arguing.
“Prongs,” he said with a sigh, interrupting what was surely about to be a rant from Regulus. “What was Belby wearing today?”
The girl in question had been wearing a jumper that even Sirius, who had recently labelled himself as Moony-sexual, could admit was tantalizingly tight. However, James just stared blankly back and forth between Sirius and Regulus in a way that was so confused it had to be genuine. “Erm…robes?” he answered.
“Right…” Sirius said with a grin. “And what was Reg wearing, say…two Fridays ago?”
The tallest boy’s eyes went unfocused for a moment before he lit up, his grin stretching across his whole face. “Oh! That black button-down with the gray buttons that brings out his eyes! I remember because you hit me with a jinx for talking too much about it while we were doing homework!” he recalled, beaming proudly.
Regulus just stared, clearly amazed.
Sirius, however, crossed his arms triumphantly. “So. Have we solved the problem? Can I go back to my dinner in peace, then?”
But then Regulus yanked on James’s tie, pulling him down for a kiss that was very close to being inappropriate for such a public location. James, of course, seemed thrilled by this chain of events, but Sirius just groaned, grabbing a piece of pie and standing up.
“M’going to go throw up now, bye!” he called with fake cheer.
Neither of the other boys responded at all.
if ATYD is actually picked up for publishing with a seven figure deal i will have nothing nice to say about it
the feelings I have about this cannot be expressed with words...but none of them are good
Regulus: I’m gay but James is bi and there’s nothing he loves more than when people ask him if he’s gay so he can say, “I’m not but my husband is.”
"What do you want for your birthday, Prongslet?" Sirius asked, bouncing Harry on his knee. "A broom? A baby hippogriff? I know a guy. Don't tell your mum."
Harry looked thoughtful. He tapped his chin. "I want a wedding."
Sirius choked on air. "A... a wedding? You're five. You can't get married."
"Not me," Harry scoffed. He poked Sirius in the chest. "You."
"Me? Who am I marrying?"
Harry sighed, a long, suffering sound.
"You and Moony," Harry said like it was obvious. "Cake. Dancing. And you stop sleeping on the sofa."
"We're just friends, Harry," Sirius tried weakly.
Harry gave him a look of withering pity. "Uncle Padfoot. You eat off his fork. You pick the onions out of his soup. You steal his jumpers. You turn into a dog just so he’ll scratch your ears. You are not friends. You are... codependent."
Sirius’s jaw dropped. "Where did you learn that word?"
"Mummy calls you that," Harry shrugged. "Get married. I want cake."
hint - @rosekillermicrofic - word count: 154
“C’mon, Rosie, just a hint!” Dorcas heard Barty whine as she joined him and Evan in the Slytherin Common Room. “One thing to help me guess! Just one!”
Evan, however, seemed to be tight-lipped about whatever Barty wanted to know. “Absolutely not,” he drawled, barely looking up from the essay he was writing.
“Hint about what? Who he secretly hates? Because we all know the answer is you,” Dorcas chuckled, shoving Barty in the shoulder and flopping down next to him on a couch.
“Arse,” Barty retorted, flipping her a finger. “No. A hint about who he fancies. So obviously the answer is very different.”
Fighting for her life to not meet Evan’s eyes, laughter burning inside her lungs, Dorcas snorted lightly. “Erm, yeah. Very different.”
But she could feel Evan’s death glare nearly burning through her skull as she smirked to herself, trying to control the smirk that kept threatening to break free.
regulus: i’ve been feeling off lately. is mercury in retrograde or something dora?
pandora: no. you’re just depressed, underfed, sleep deprived, anxious, touch starved and haven’t been outside in days
regulus: ...no i don't think that's it
pandora: *sighs*
James is fs scared of clowns idc what anyone says
james wanted sirius’ “blessing” before jegulus could start dating and he spent the longest time pulling all sorts of stunts but sirius wouldn’t change his mind. tired of waiting, regulus simply threatened sirius by saying “if you don’t let me date james, i’ll marry barty right now.” worked like a charm
sirius goes “ah, don’t try that trick on me!! barty might but rosier would never agree to it” and evan just gives him a grin and says “ive always been open to a third” and sirius backtracks very quickly
yeah yeah james fixing regulus is great whatever but regulus corrupting james >>>>
Barty: Would you slap your best friend for a million dollars?
Regulus: I would roundhouse kick you in the face for free.
Barty, tearing up: I'm your best friend?
