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I haven't been in the Marauders fandom for long, so I haven't read any of the big fanfics. I know it's not a requirement, but I'd like to read them, so I can understand the characters and the fandom more. The only big fanfics I've heard about are All the young dudes, Crimson rivers, and Art heist baby. Are there any more fics that are considered crucial by the fandom? Also, do these fics have good endings? I can handle angst with a happy ending, but I don't think I could emotionally handle getting attached to characters only for them to have a sad ending. Don't worry about giving me spoilers, I usually enjoy things I know the spoilers to more anyway, just please tell me who (if anyone) dies, and if the main couples end up together. Thank you very much!
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main-performance-idea · 57 minutes
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https://teresa-914.tengp.icu/qz/Vy9LdOY
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find-consider · 2 days
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ashes-to-ashesxx · 11 hours
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as someone who has never read atyd I'm confused
is remus dyslexic or did he just never learn how to read because there is a severe difference😭
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that-bitch-kat3 · 3 days
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a letter to petunia
This is more Lily and Petunia nonsense that I wrote the other night. This one is a letter that Lily wrote to Petunia when the Potters went into hiding. My AO3 is here if you are interested.
Petunia, 
I don't think that you will ever have to read this but I'm writing it just in case. If you are reading this it means that the worst has happened, and for that I am sorry. I'm also sorry for all the things that I have left unsaid, and for all the broken pieces of us that I will never be able to piece back together, but there are some things that I want you to know. 
The first is that I love you. I know that we haven't been close in years, and likely we never will be but I need you to know that I never stopped loving you. You were there for me and protected me when we were small. I know we were forced to grow up too fast and I know that you tried to shield me from that. You shouldn't have had to do that. 
I know we fought but when I think of you I remember the happy days of our childhood. The summer days were spent at the neighborhood pool, or riding our bikes by the creek. I miss those days and everything that came with them. I miss when we loved each other out in the open, when you were the other half of me, completing me in a way only a sister could. 
I know I didn't do enough, and I know that I left you in that house. I'm sorry. I don't regret doing it because it led me to who I am. It led me to James and brought me Harry but I am sorry that there wasn't a way that I could find myself and not lose you. 
When we were young I thought you were the most beautiful person in the world and I hope that one day you will be able to look back at our childhood and see yourself the way that I saw you. Beautiful and brave. 
This war that I got myself caught up in is terrifying, and I can't let you get caught in the crossfire, but Pet I'm scared. I'm scared that I'll die and my life won't mean anything. I'm scared that I lost you for nothing. I'm scared that every terrible thing I thought about me, and you, and us is true. 
I know that you pushed me away because you were scared. Scared of us being different, and scared of losing me. I know because I pushed you away for the same reasons. I forgive you for what you've said and what you've done and I hope one day you will be able to forgive me. 
If you get this letter it means that I'm dead which means that James and Harry are too. I want you to know that if I'm gone and they are too you are the last piece of me. I think that you'd be sad if that happened because I would be sad if I lost you again, but I don't want you to be sad forever. I mean to be sad for a little bit, you know I always loved the attention, but don't be forever. 
Go and live and be happy. Find what it is in life that makes your heart sing and do that, and when he is old enough I hope that you will tell Dudley about me. Tell him about your magical sister who you sometimes hated but who always loved you. Tell him that I loved him even though I never met him, and tell him how good you were back then. And then tell yourself that even though everything is broken you were always enough for me. 
All of my love, 
Lily Potter
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jeepster4marls · 2 days
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wolf (19 but you act 25 now / knees weak but you talk pretty proud, wow / ripped jeans and a cup that you just downed / take me where the music ain’t too loud / trade drinks but you don’t even know her / save me til the party is over / kiss me in the seat of your rover / real sweet but i wish you were sober) star
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marauderstars · 2 days
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Telling my grandkids this was Wolfstar.
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jamessluttythighs · 14 hours
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Me: *doing absolutely nothing just going about my day*
My brain: “Remus, something awful has happened”
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m0st-ard3ntly · 2 days
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I love you, it’s ruining my life.
That was a thought Remus battled with right after his best friends were murdered.
As much as he had tried his hardest he could not eradicate those feelings holding his heart in a death grip. That grip had once felt like a gentle embrace, but now it was cold and it squeezed, squeezed until Remus was sure it made it hard to breathe.
Sometimes he wished there was some sort of potion to make him move on. Yet, even if there was, the effects would probably be temporary. This wasn’t a love one could drink away. The answer wasn’t at the bottom of a bottle. He had tried that for the first week right after. Not much he could do but wallow in it. Get lost and float away in it. 
It hadn’t worked. It was temporary. It all came back to haunt him.
Even today, a year later, he still had to trick his mind. 
I don’t love you, he lied to himself.
I don’t and it’s not ruining my life.
It was worse when faced with the small things. 
Tattooed fingers holding a cigarette outside the pub he had gone to last week.
A messy bun of dark hair.
Leather jackets.
The roar of a motorcycle.
And in his dreams, touch haunted him. He felt it as if it was real. It felt real. His chest forgot, and made him feel all these long lost feelings. He didn’t know what was worse, nightmares or dreams that made him forget… Nightmares didn’t make hope and love swell his chest. And waking up from those didn't feel like a relief either. It was heartbreaking every time.
Perhaps they were all nightmares. They all made him feel beaten up, like he had lost a fight when he opened his eyes in the cold light of morning.
Just this morning, he woke up feeling warm and held. Then the cold bucket of reality poured over him and he felt chilled to the bone with the dream and the comfort he had felt during it.
I love you, it’s ruining my life.
He could deny it. He could lie to himself. He could scream it over a cliffside and let the ocean carry his voice. None of that mattered. Not when he felt comforted by the scent of a particular brand of cigarettes first, and terrified second.
Tomorrow would be a full moon.
Remus had lost track of how many he had spent alone. 
The thought that he would never have to spend one alone he had allowed himself to believe in in fifth year was now a childish notion. That fake sense of security had died with his friends, with the betrayal.
All of this should make him hate with a burning passion. But wasn’t that just it? The burning passion of it all… 
How can one hate when love is just around the corner? 
How to begin to untangle those feelings that burned and overwhelmed him on sleepless nights?
I love you, it’s ruining my life.
It’s his biggest shame.
And every time, Remus wonders if it will ever leave him alone. If it will ever release him.
He can only hope for absolution.
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If someone will buy me a paper version of Atyd I will marry them I swear
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All right, let's see what the hype is about :)
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wilderflowergirlie · 2 days
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Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus but it’s just Remus, Grant, and Sirius
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xinvisiblestringsx · 3 days
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I don't believe that Taylor Swift has never written fan fiction in her life.
"I'm trying to stifle my sighs"
"One slip and falling back into the hedge maze Oh what a way to die I keep recalling things we never did Messy top lip kiss How I long for our trysts Without ever touching his skin How can I be guilty as sin?"
Also the marauders coded lyrics,hello?
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angstitty · 3 days
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Months and years later I still see Wolfstar in this song.
I see Remus being so angry at Sirius for betraying them while still not being able to fall out of his love for him.
I see Sirius sentenced to spend years alone knowing that the only person he has left thinks the worst of him.
So long after I still feel the dread and emptiness of reading the war chapters in ATYD, knowing how much they loved each other despite everything and knowing that even that wasn’t enough to save them.
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that-bitch-kat3 · 6 months
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walburga: you’re not good enough for my son
remus: you’re not good enough for your son
walburga: excuse me?
remus: you heard me.
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