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jamespotterbbg · 1 day
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rip sirius black you would've loved the sabrina carpenter nonsense outros
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mershellscape · 2 days
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i'm convinced that if jk rowling had written about the marauders, there would be half as many people in the fanbase because it would be written so poorly
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to-my-enigma · 2 days
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besties wake up marauders deep dive just dropped
screaming kicking my feet i have been waiting for this vid for MONTHS go give her some love!
youtube
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James “and then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like ‘I love you’” Potter
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moonyswarmsweaters · 2 days
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movie night with my friends. the movie chosen by my friend is “Marrowbone”
This fucker
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Shows up.
as a cultured person
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“Grant Chapman!”
I yell.
“Who?” My friends ask
“Grant from-“ i cut off. my brain finally kicking in. I die inside
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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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I love you Remus John Lupin you midwest emo lanky boy
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xinvisiblestringsx · 2 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 · 2 days
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I’ve only recently dipped my toes in the jegulus ship but OH GOD am I not ready for the angst that comes with it
Saying this as someone that is still in pieces after reading ATYD in 2022 and hasn’t been able to read canon-compliant or war stories since…
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doodlemcjazzhands · 1 month
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I need an outlet for my marauders brainrot, so here I am, crawling back to tumblr
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rosiexjo · 1 month
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It’s in his eyes
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dellaray · 7 days
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Tired Moony.. going back to my roots with this sketchy style, so so fun
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1m-n0t-m4rs · 8 days
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whatever you do, don't think about 12 year old Sirius Black becoming very suspicious as to why his new friend disappears from school periodically and returns looking exhausted, sometimes with bruises and cuts riddling his body.
don't think about him getting worried when Remus lies, "Oh, it was a family thing".
don't think about him trying to do research on abusive households out of concern that perhaps his friend is living in dire circumstances.
and please don't imagine him coming to the realization that Remus isn't the one in an abusive household... he is.
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being a marauders fan is a red flag.
it’s also an orange flag.
and a yellow flag. and a green, a blue and a purple one.
you’re gay.
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thelegitcasper · 1 month
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regulus to james
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leechboy2 · 3 months
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🐺🐶
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