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Mary threading the Marauders eyebrows and James and Peter are literally on the verge of tears, while Remus and Sirius have no reaction cuz their pain tolerances are insane.
Battles.
(CW: mentions of violence.)
When Sirius was hurried into the dorm, slung onto James and Peter’s arms, Remus immediately felt the blood drain from his face.
Sirius was pushed to sit on the edge of his bed, and Remus could hardly hear James’ scolding over the sick feeling in his gut.
Because right below his eye and along his boyfriend’s jaw, were swollen purple bruises.
“What the fuck happened to him?!”, Remus was next to James and Peter in an instant, staring down at Sirius’ still defiant face.
“Had a go at Mulciber,” James sighed, “You could’ve hexed him y’know? Saved yourself the black eye?”.
“Oh shut up Prongs, you weren’t there!”, Sirius snarled, but he winced slightly when he closed his jaw.
Peter shook his head in exasperation, “I was there, and I can say it was rather dim of you”, he ignored the furious look Sirius sent him, “We’ll get you some potion for that, c’mon James”.
Shortly, the two of them left, leaving Remus to frown at Sirius, and Sirius to pointedly avoid eye contact.
“Pads…”,
“Can we not—“,
“You haven’t gotten in a fight since fourth year!”, Remus fumbled for his wand to do some basic healing on the bruises.
“Never swore off it or anything,” Sirius muttered, now toying with the hem of a pillow. Remus squinted at him, “What did Mulciber do?”, he asked quietly.
Sirius went silent for awhile, expression almost ashamed, and Remus waited, knowing he’d let up eventually.
“Said some fucked up things about Mary.. And about Lily,” anger rose in his voice, “Then he had talk about.. ” He made like he was going to say more before evidently deciding against it.
“There’s more,” Remus fixed him a stern nod, “What happened?”.
“Just.. Something stupid about you,” Sirius’ shoulders slumped, “The bastard had it coming”.
Remus would usually tell Sirius off by now. Say he was being stupid, that he needed to be less impulsive.
But for some reason—probably the pitiful way Sirius was sitting with his head down—Remus couldn’t bring himself to lecture.
Instead he settled on the floor, and rested his chin on Sirius’ knee, facing away. “Don’t need you fighting my battles,” he murmured, “We need you in one piece.”
“Your battles are my battles, Moons”, his hand began to card through Remus’ hair absently.
“You’ll be fighting forever then,”
“And I would,”
Sirius said it so earnestly, Remus’ breath hitched. He tilted his head up and met grey eyes, unwavering in their resolve. This fool.
Remus didn’t think, he pushed up to cup Sirius’ face in his hands, before quickly removing them when he hissed in pain, “Shit sorry—mph”,
Sirius’ lips crashed against his own, hands pulling at his collar, swallowing any protest.
And for a moment he let himself get swept up in the raging storm of lighting that was Sirius Black.
“Ugh keep your tongues in your bloody mouths would you?!”, James’ disgust tinged with laughter as the door opened cut that moment pretty short, “got your potions you tarts!”.
is there a fic where wolfstars future kid time travels back to their hogwarts era / before they were together maybe. i had a vision and i need to know if it exists or if i have to write it myself
DO IT i triple double dog dare you (pretty please w a cherry on top)
girl who is actively figuring her shit out, sadly writes in her diary about how she will never figure her shit out.
Mary with her insanely detailed acrylic nails + Peter who’s nails are constantly bitten down and bleeding
js realized that if wolfstar got married and sirius got adopted by the Potters, both Regulus and James would be Remus’ brother in laws.
Idiot.
“Mckinnon! Mckinnon!”,
Marlene’s head felt like it was stuffed with cotton. Her limbs didn’t feel like her own. So who ever was shaking her shoulders and yelling must be doing so very aggressively.
“Mckinnon please!”, The voice was cracking now, growing higher. What was going on?
Opening her eyes took a ridiculous amount of effort but when she did they only widened immediately in alarm.
“D-Dorcas?”, what on earth was Dorcas bloody Meadowes doing at her bedside? The thought barely registered before searing pain shot through her left leg like electricity.
She was still in her Quidditch uniform and she could hear the rabble of more people approaching the bed. So she must be in the hospital wing.
“Marlene!”, Dorcas surged forward and cradled her face roughly in her hands, Marlene noticed with distant shock that she was crying, “Oh you fucking idiot!”.
She muttered to herself blearily for a bit, “Thank Merlin! I thought you—you were…”, she then sprung back as if just realizing how close they were.
Dorcas wiped at her eyes furiously, “Just.. Don’t be so reckless all the fucking time—“,
“And you care if I am?”,
When she looked up sharply. through wet lashes, Marlene didn’t back down, only raised a brow, her stomach swooping from more than just the pain.
The moment was cut short by the sounds of her teammates getting kicked out the door and Madam Pomfrey appearing out of nowhere to abruptly shut the bed hangings.
She accepted the sleep potions given to her, drifting off to the sound of James’ worried rambling, and the thought of Dorcas’ voice calling her name.
A smile ghosted on her lips as she slept. Because apparently Dorcas Meadowes, with her big dark eyes and sneers in the hallway, gave a shit about her.
Lily and Mary who have sat in the same seat at Gryffindor table for all 7 years at Hogwarts because you get the best range of hearing for gossip in that area
Sirius who slips into that posh accent he’s been trying to hide since 1st year, only when he gets extremely angry.
Pandora is the type of person to own sea monkeys and memorize everyone’s eye color and talk backwards js because she fucking can.
Then one day she’ll give the most profound, earth-shattering advice you’ve ever heard and go back to braiding cooked spaghetti like nothing happened.
hc that whenever Sirius even glances at a slightly attractive man in passing, James will pretend to be shocked and say he’s “telling Moony”, just to tease him.
You and me.
James looked positively terrified. And Lily’s stomach began to ache from how hard she was laughing.
“They won’t hurt you James”, She patted his shoulder and slowly took the bag of birdseed from him. James only glanced at her in horror before backing away from the swarm of ducks.
“I swear to Merlin, that one was running at me!”, he pointed accusingly at a small black duck. “Yeah, because you had food, moron”, Lily chuckled.
Once they’d gotten very far from the very scary ducks, James pulled out a picnic blanket so they could sit by the lake near her house.
It was so odd having James here in her hometown during the summer. Like he was only supposed to exist at Hogwarts.
And not that she’d ever admit it, but Lily had been looking forward to this visit since they’d gotten on the train.
Now James was pulling out various containers from a bag he’d transfigured to fit in his pocket and laying them out.
A flask of what smelled like apple cider, chicken salad sandwiches, and a tin of jammie dodgers. Just some of Lily’s favorite foods.
“How’d you even know?”, Lily shoved his shoulder when she noticed the smug smile creeping upon his face, “You’re such a creep”, she teased.
James shrugged, “I pay attention,” he handed her a cup of cider and waggled his eyebrows, “Typical of the world’s best boyfriend I’d reckon”.
“Self satisfied twat,” Lily groaned around a bite of sandwich. James snickered before kissing her cheek and leaning back on his arms.
If Lily’s face grew warm at the view of James’ hair glinting in the light of the sunset, or the pull of his shoulders under his shirt, it could be blamed on the humidity.
When it grew dark, James had already recounted all the stupid situations he and Sirius got into since they’d come home, and Lily had ranted enough about being stuck here with her extended family, so they began walking back to her house.
Hand in hand they walked the eroded stone street, talking just to talk.
“Look,” James bumped her arm and nodded toward a pair of ducks huddled close amongst the reeds, “It’s you and me”, he smiled so earnestly Lily’s heart could only swell.
She grasped the back of his neck, pressing their lips together softly. His arms came solid around her back, and when they pulled back he went cross eyed for a moment.
Lily met his mouth one more time, he smelled of cinnamon and raspberry jam. “Yeah,” she grinned, she could really get used to this “You and me”.
OMFGGG TYYY?!???
You and me.
James looked positively terrified. And Lily’s stomach began to ache from how hard she was laughing.
“They won’t hurt you James”, She patted his shoulder and slowly took the bag of birdseed from him. James only glanced at her in horror before backing away from the swarm of ducks.
“I swear to Merlin, that one was running at me!”, he pointed accusingly at a small black duck. “Yeah, because you had food, moron”, Lily chuckled.
Once they’d gotten very far from the very scary ducks, James pulled out a picnic blanket so they could sit by the lake near her house.
It was so odd having James here in her hometown during the summer. Like he was only supposed to exist at Hogwarts.
And not that she’d ever admit it, but Lily had been looking forward to this visit since they’d gotten on the train.
Now James was pulling out various containers from a bag he’d transfigured to fit in his pocket and laying them out.
A flask of what smelled like apple cider, chicken salad sandwiches, and a tin of jammie dodgers. Just some of Lily’s favorite foods.
“How’d you even know?”, Lily shoved his shoulder when she noticed the smug smile creeping upon his face, “You’re such a creep”, she teased.
James shrugged, “I pay attention,” he handed her a cup of cider and waggled his eyebrows, “Typical of the world’s best boyfriend I’d reckon”.
“Self satisfied twat,” Lily groaned around a bite of sandwich. James snickered before kissing her cheek and leaning back on his arms.
If Lily’s face grew warm at the view of James’ hair glinting in the light of the sunset, or the pull of his shoulders under his shirt, it could be blamed on the humidity.
When it grew dark, James had already recounted all the stupid situations he and Sirius got into since they’d come home, and Lily had ranted enough about being stuck here with her extended family, so they began walking back to her house.
Hand in hand they walked the eroded stone street, talking just to talk.
“Look,” James bumped her arm and nodded toward a pair of ducks huddled close amongst the reeds, “It’s you and me”, he smiled so earnestly Lily’s heart could only swell.
She grasped the back of his neck, pressing their lips together softly. His arms came solid around her back, and when they pulled back he went cross eyed for a moment.
Lily met his mouth one more time, he smelled of cinnamon and raspberry jam. “Yeah,” she grinned, she could really get used to this “You and me”.
Marlene in patched up overalls, and a summer tan, wiping dirt from her face as she finishes up yard work. Dorcas watching from a distance with her mouth open and her eyes glassed over like a fool.
Sometimes when it’s extra cold outside, Remus sits Sirius down in bed and throws an obnoxious number of blankets on him before they go to sleep, so they’re in a giant cocoon with only a bit of Sirius’ hair poking out from under it as any evidence that they’re there.
js started a new fic, the zombie apocalypse au is so underrated, i’m having a blast.
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Sirius snatching any letter sent from Lupin cottage “discreetly” off the Potter’s kitchen table to lock the door in his room and read them in his bed where no one can hear him giggle like a child.