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that-bitch-kat3 · 2 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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letraspal · 3 months
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Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you 🌖✨
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mischief-marauders · 15 days
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Remus: May I?
Sirius (nodding)
Remus (leaning in closer to look at Sirius’ eyes): Your eyes have the most beautiful shade of grey I’ve ever seen
Sirius (laughing): It’s the centuries of inbreeding
Remus: Do you always make jokes when you’re nervous?
Sirius: Who said I was nervous?
Remus: Your face turning pink and the grin you’re fighting to hide gave it away.
Sirius: Yeah? Well I think you have the warmest shade of hazel brown in your eyes, almost like gold
Remus (laughing): Your eyes are like chips of silver starlight. My eyes are just plain brown.
Sirius (whispering with a smile): I don’t think there’s anything plain about you Remus Lupin
James (groaning): Oh fuck me gently with a chainsaw, this shit is too much for me. Can’t you two go be gay somewhere else?
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evan-ate-that-up · 2 months
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James running up to regulus and falling onto the floor hitting his head on the stones: hey
Regulus: ..what are you doing
James: I fell for you~ (winks)
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Today's @wolfstarmicrofic prompt is betrothed!
(145 words.)
Remus notices the nickname evolution. The stupid words Sirius attaches to Remus that make the boy smile and roll his eyes, pretending there isn't a blush spreading across his cheeks.
"Moony, my moonshine, want to go to Hogsmeade?"
"Rem, darling, when's the potions test?"
"Remus, my beloved, my one and only, what's the name of that muggle device again? The one that spins and heats stuff up?"
"Moons, my complete and utter ray of light, could I borrow a book?"
Until one day it changes.
"Moony, my betrothed..."
Remus snorts a laugh, eyes still on his food.
"We're not exactly engaged, love, you'd have to ask first-" He glances up and freezes. Sirius is on one knee in front of him, a soft, nervous smile on his face, holding out a blue velvet ring box.
"Okay, sorry, I'll try that again. Moony, my soon-to-be betrothed?"
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urwhorecrux · 2 months
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poly!marauders x drunk!reader at a party and reader needy but they don’t want to help reader because they don’t want to do anything when reader basically unconscious of what’s happening because reader is drunk. So they try to explain to reader that they will gladly take care of them after they get better and go to bed. Thank you!
<3
⋆ ˚⁀➷ ₊˚⊹⋆ Our darling poly!marauders.
pairing. poly!marauders x fem!reader.
warnings. mentions of alcohol, alussions to sex, pet names.
a/n. SRRYYYY this is a little blurb, i've been busy doing yet another sport. also didnt mean to leave sirius out in the end oops. not proofread.
masterlist.
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Your boyfriends leaving you alone for a moment seemed like a good idea. maybe a new way for you to socalize, or to spend more time with girls from your house- until it was the opposite.
Sirius came back to finding you on the couch, completely out of it with not a single thought in your eyes. It was nearly the same for him, but he was slightly more conscious of everything around him, surprisingly.
"Where have you two been?" James was ecstatic to see you, as always.
He'd been more than pleased when you showed up to the party they'd planned after they won the quidditch cup, even wearing James' uniform.
"Sorry prongs, jus' wondered off for a while", sirius grinned, wrapping an arm around you before placing sloppy kisses across your face.
"Alright yea that's jus' great pads, c'mon let's just take her up", james gently lifts you off the couch, draping your hands across his shoulders as he cradles you.
You giggle at this feeling, loving the feel of Jame's rough biceps after all those years of qudditch, and the way Sirius' hair sits as he follows along, gently cupping your face rambling out undescribable words.
James signals for Remus, noticing he's busy by the chocolate fountain, discovering anything that was possible to dip in there.
"Moooonnyyy", you call out, a giggling mess.
His ears perk instantly as his eyes widen, the sight of you drunk was funny to James and Sirius, but to him he always seemed more concerned.
"You smell like firewhiskey, what'd we say about firewhiskey?" he pouts, slowly rubbing your head.
You're in James' arms, still being cradled as the other two boys follow along, Sirius being a stumbling mess and Remus being prepared to catch him if he tumbled down the stairs. The door opens, the smell of a warm fire going and soft cologne fills your head, James carefully places you on his bed.
"I'll have one night of passion with her first, if you don't mind," Sirius announces, stumbling over to the bed.
"C'mere Siri", you call, desperately needing his touch, unaware of James and Remus hurriedly stopping him.
"Not tonight Pads, tommorrow we'll take care of her", Remus smirks, "Tonight you're both sloppy drunks, later".
Sirius can't help but get defensive in a dramatic manor, now arguing with Remus as James approaches you with an old t shirt of his.
"Oh, Jamie" you smile widely, still slightly dazy about everything going on in the room. "You're here to finally kiss me? Want you so bad Jami-" you cut off by James shoving his t-shirt over your head.
"No dove, not tonight tomorrow when you feel better, promise", he places a soft kiss against your forehead, now going to the other side of the bed and spooning you.
Remus approaches, now laying your head on his chest as he settles comfortably.
"Rem, t-tell him 's not fair" you groan, nuzzling into his neck.
Remus shakes his head, whispering "tomorrow, tomorrow," as he gently kisses your cheek.
Sirius stumbles towards the bed, nearly yelling goodnight to everyone as he tumbles down on the couch, falling asleep in almost a weirdest, yet comfortable enough for him position.
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Liner and Lip gloss
"Pads sit still I'm going to mess up." Remus tried to keep his hand steady
"Alright, sorry, just excited for the ball."
"Who'd ya ask anyways?"
"No one yet."
"Pads the ball is in two hours."
"I'm aware."
"You aren't hot enough to get a girl in two hours."
"Piss off. "
"Don't think I will Siri."
"Oh fuck you."
"What was that? Sorry I couldn't hear you from down there."
"Mangez de la merde et mourez."
"Really? You can't think of a single creative thing to say so you start speaking in French."
"You have to agree it's hot."
"Who's been lying to you?"
"How dare you, anyways I know who I'm asking, just hoping they'll say yes."
"Good luck with that, they probably already have a date you know, most people plan ahead."
"Who are you going with?"
"I'm not going."
"What! Why? Moony please it'll be fun, James and I are pranking all the Slytherins."
"Nope, can't be bothered. Anyways I don't have a date."
"I'm sure plenty of girls would go with you, you're hot."
"Don't want to lie to them."
"You have to like someone, just hope they don't have a date and ask her out."
"Pads... can I tell you something..?"
"Are you alright?"
"I-I'm gay." Sirius pulled him into a hug,
"Thank you for telling me."
"You're not mad...?"
"Why would I be mad Moony?"
"My dad kicked me out when I told him."
"Shit- I'm so sorry."
"He hated me anyways, just the final nail in the coffin. It's fine, I survived, anyways turn around I'm braiding your hair."
"Moons, can you help me ask this person?"
"Are you sure they don't have a date?"
"Certain now,"
"Okay...? How do I help exactly?"
"Say yes."
"Wha-"
"Remus will you go to the ball with me?"
"...no shit Sherlock."
"FINALLY, MERLIN'S BEARD HE HAS BEEN PINING OVER YOU FOR YEARS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW PAINFUL IT'S BEEN TO WATCH BOTH OF YOU ACT SO CLUELESS."
"Prongs, are you okay?"
"Now that I don't have to listen to Sirius planning how to ask you out every single quidditch practice yes."
"It wasn't ev-"
"Yes, yes it was. I have them a written down, extreme detail, with the date because I knew you would say this."
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A lil wolfstar cuz I've been wanting to write about these two dorks for last three years
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im-in-a-love-cult · 11 months
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OK but I get peter betraying the marauders, if I was nicknamed wormtail I'd be pissed too
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phoneypotatoes · 1 year
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Remus: “What's that look for?”
Sirius: “...You’re in my seat.”
Remus: “Well I’m not moving, so either stop being a little bitch about it, and get another seat, or sit in my lap.”
Sirius: “What?!”
Remus: “You heard me. I don’t care what you chose, but hurry it up, we don’t have all day.”
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regulus: guys i’m bisexual
barty: WOAH YOU CAN WRITE WITH BOTH HANDS?
*evan dying in the background*
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diamondri · 28 days
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Sirius Black.
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that-bitch-kat3 · 2 days
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JILY!!! JILY!! JAMES AND LILY POTTER!!!
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letraspal · 7 months
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I still remember the first fall of snow…
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mischief-marauders · 20 days
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Regulus (walking up to Remus at the bar): Why if it isn’t Sirius’ little gay werewolf. Where’s my brother? Don’t you homosexuals always travel in pairs?
James (walking up to Regulus without noticing Remus): Hey babe, sorry they didn’t have sugar free strawberries for your margarita
Remus (bursts out laughing): Well look how cute you two are. The brown stallion and my little pony.
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padfootslads · 11 months
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Sirius: am I being dramatic, yes.
Sirius: is it justified, also yes.
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Today's @wolfstarmicrofic prompt is lovesick!
(331 words.)
Euphemia knows her boys.
James has always been easy to read. The boy takes after his father, with the way he can't hide the emotions on his face. Not only that, but he's not one for secrets. He'll talk to Effie about anything, and she's pretty sure she knows him better than she knows herself.
Sirius is a little more difficult, but she thinks she's getting there. He spent years of his life forced to conceal every real aspect of himself, so he reveals his emotions through miniscule glances, a hand twitch, pressing his lips into a thin line.
She's beginning to learn his language, doing little things to make sure he knows how welcome he is in the house. She'll ask him to clear the table, or help her in the garden, his face brightening ever so slightly every time. Everyone watches him relax into their family and slowly begin to open up. He won't become an open book overnight, but she thinks she's getting pretty good at reading him.
It's the four of them over the summer that prove her right.
Remus and Peter are over for the week, sitting out in the garden on the second day. Effie's washing dishes the muggle way, unwinding, watching the four from the window. The sky's darkening as James and Peter get up and walk away, leaving Remus and Sirius alone.
Remus says something, and, well, the boy is funny, but not funny enough to warrant the laughter that overcomes her son. His whole face turns red, a grin on his face. It throws her for a moment, until Remus rolls his eyes and gives Sirius a playful shove. Sirius turns back to face him with a look that Euphemia can place with ease. It's the look on James' face every time he mentions Lily, on her own the day Fleamont proposed to her. One that Effie can only describe as lovesick.
Oh.
Sirius is in love. That much she's sure of.
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