#marauders map

unpopular opinions/my accepted head cannons: ✨marauders edition✨

• Remus x Sirius
• James and Sirius were best friends but Sirius was also very close with Remus before they got together
• James x Lily
• Regulus was actually an enemy of Voldemort’s the whole time but acted as though he was a death eater in order to successfully “betray” him
• Marlene was the second best quidditch player on the team (to James)
• Remus was “one of the girls” (he had a special bond with the girl friends that the other marauders didn’t have)
• Remus and Lily had a very close friendship and definitely gossiped about each other’s relationship to one another
• Regulus is bi or pan
• Lily’s smarter than Remus
• Peter was always a bitchass fuckhead
• Sirius paints his nails and sometimes Remus will too
• Sirius does like to wear dresses/skirts sometimes but only around remus, James and Lily bc he gets insecure (poor baby )
• Remus admired James growing up and wanted to be like him until he found himself
• Remus is bi
• James was always kind of insecure but used his cockiness and confidence to cover it up
• Sirius had longer hair all his life bc it pissed off his mom
• Remus and Sirius are both switches depending on the(ir) mood
• Lily is a top
• James is a switch
• Peters a bottom
• Remus and Sirius have a couples tattoo
• The marauders have matching group tattoo
• Sirius always felt guilty for leaving Remus thinking that his best friends were dead and boyfriend was a killer who betrayed them
• Snape never loved Lily he was just obsessed

some soft wolfstar cuz apparently that’s all you guys wanna see (and all this bitch is gonna give you)

I’m pretty proud of this ._.

Sirius: You look weird when you don’t wear your glasses.

James: Oh, really?

James: Well, I think you look way better when I don’t wear my glasses.

Sirius: Thanks, man!

Sirius: … wait!

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I solemnly swear I’m upto no good.

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Chapter 2: He blamed himself    read here on ao3 

Chapter two of my fix it fic

Chapter 2: He blamed himself 

He blamed himself. Everyday until the department of mysteries he blamed himself. He blamed others too. Peter, Voldemort, Dumbledore. In fits of anger he even blamed Remus, but that blame never lasted and he laid the blame with himself again.

Thinking of Remus was what almost broke him. They had argued all the time, just as much of his fault as it was Remus’, and in the last few months he hadn’t trusted him and he regretted that constantly, but he still loved the man with all his heart.

From the moment Sirius had laid eyes on the boy sitting in that train carriage he wanted to know him.

For the first few years he had protested in his mind that he just wanted to be friends with him but there was always an inkling that he never thought of Remus like he thought of James. And that had scared him. His family’s prejudices were so deeply ingrained into him that even now, at the age of 22, he still occasionally felt that his and remus’ relationship was wrong.

When he and Mary started dating it had just been to keep James off his back and then Remus had kissed him on his birthday. Sirius remembered the kiss more vividly than anything else. It had been perfect but he was terrified of admitting, even to himself the feelings he had for Remus. And so he had continued to date Mary and started to shut Remus out a little bit.

The next while of him and Remus shagging secretly and then pretending that they weren’t attracted to each other had been torture for the both of them. Sirius had let Remus believe that he simply didnt care about him in that way as a way of trying to convince himself hadn’t worked so he had been unbelievably cruel to the wolf and to himself.

Then in Cornwall when they had admitted their feelings Sirius had felt freer than ever before and even with the war it had stayed that way until James and Lilys’ deaths.

He loved Remus with all his heart. When he wasn’t there it hurt physically and even when the two of them were arguing he never wanted to even think about another person.

He loved Remus more than anyone could ever love anything he thought, with perhaps the exception of Lily and James. The two were perfect together and were perfectly matched. He would never admit it but he was incredibly jealous of the two of them. They had been destined for eachother from the beginning, so unlike him and Remus, and had barely had a minute of hardship in their relationship.And they had yet to be parted. Even in death. Perhaps it was the place he was in but Sirius wished constantly that Voldemort had killed him too and that he wouldn’t have to live without Remus anymore.

Live knowing that Remus hated him so much. And that was what almost broke him. That Remus probably would never learn the truth.

{So after i read all the young dudes i was obviously wrecked and i wanted to change the ending so it didnt hurt as much. I dont think you need to read ATYD to read this (i am kida taking it as canon) but if you haven’t you really should. Anyway the chapters vary in veiwpoint and this one is from Lily’s. Enjoy :) }

Chapter 1 (read here on Ao3. i think i have like four chapters posted now)

She heard the scream from her husband

She had heard the scream from her husband and the cruel words the monster had sneered at him and the flash of green had shone through the entire house but she couldn’t let herself think about it. She would later. If there was a later.

Instead she had to focus on her son.

She held the boy close to her chest, tears streaming down her face, before placing him in his crib.

She could hear the footsteps of the man walking through the house, the charms for changing the layout only slowing down the inevitable.

Her voice shook as she whispered to Harry that she loved him. That his father loved him. That Sirius and Lupin loved him. She was about to say Peter but then realised that he must have given the information to Voldemort. Anyway it didn’t matter now.

She told her son how much he was loved by her and his father and their friends. And how much his grandparents would have loved him. How much anyone who met him had loved him.

Then the door flew open and ‘he’ stood there.

She pleaded with him. Pleaded and pleaded but green light shot towards her and the world went black.

She had visions in that darkness. Visions of her son and her husband. Of her friends and her family. Happy ones to start. Memories of days in Hogwarts spent by the lake. Of days before Hogwarts when tuney had been kind to her and Severus had been a good person. Of her wedding day and the day Harry was born. But slowly they turned darker. Memories of Harry crying. her friends arguing. Of her and James arguing. Meetings about the war. Severus and Petunia cursing at her. Hearing the lists of the dead which had grown longer everyday. Seeing the corpses at the funerals. Seeing Marlene lying so still. Hearing the thud of James hitting the floor.

Then darkness crept in again and she saw nothing more.

When she awoke she couldn’t see anything. She was lying on something hard, perhaps a large rock and there was wind whistling loudly and the sound of waves crashing somewhere near. She shivered and peered into the darkness.

She felt hollow. She hadn’t a clue what had happened and where she was. She supposed she was dead but she felt very cold and she was definitely corporeal as she could feel herself and the rock she was on.

As she waited for her eyes to adjust to the darkness she tried to use her magic. No luck. Not that she had expected there to be a result as she had died far away from her wand. Well, had she died?

Lily Potter had always been a quick and logical thinker. One of the things that had set her so apart from her husband and that had held her back when she started liking him was that she would think things through carefully and try and come up with the best solution to a problem whereas James would rush straight into things without giving a second thought to the matter. At first she had struggled with that but had eventually realised that his need to protect his loved ones, that often hindered his thoughts was what would keep them safe during the war. At any rate he wasn’t as nearly so reckless as his best friend. That was something at least.
As she was sitting in the dark thinking about this Lily wondered how Remus could deal with being with sirius. Knowing that the man’s recklessness and impulsiveness had put both of them in danger so often. Yet Remus is always stuck by him.

Thinking of her friends had helped Lily calm down. But then she remembered that her husband was dead and her son probably was too and she melted down into tears.
Light drops of water at first. Just enough to coat her lips with salt before she was sobbing loudly and uncontrollably.

After a few seconds of sobbing loudly someone from somewhere in the darkness asked

“Is someone there?”

She would have recognised that voice anywhere and despite the situation she grinned happily.

“James?” She asked, not caring that he couldn’t be speaking, that he was dead.

“Lils!” James shouted, the relief in his voice obvious. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah. I think so. Nothing really hurts. Are you OK?”

“Yeah. What happened? Where are we?”

“I don’t know darling. But he’s got Harry. I’m sorry I tried to hold him off but he cursed me. I thought I was going to die. I thought…. I thought he killed you” The tears started again as she tripped over her words.

“Darling it’s alright. You did everything you could and obviously I’m not dead.” He joked, a bit of humour in the dank place they were in cheering Lily up immensely.

They tried to find each other by following their voices but they came to the conclusion that they were trapped apart from each other. They tried magic again and again. Spells for light. For letting people know where you were. For help. For heat. Even patronuses but nothing worked. So they gave up and talked to each other through the darkness.
Hours later, or at least what Lily thought to be hours later James drifted off to sleep and she sat in the silence listening to his snoring. She must have fallen asleep soon after and she woke up with a dim light shining through the room.

She could see it more clearly now. Cavernous with tall ceilings and rough walls. There was a gate of sorts at one end of the room,enclosing her. A thin slit in the wall gave way to light behind it and she could hear seagulls screeching over the sound of the waves.

James was awake too and his cell, for want of a better word, faced Lily’s. They were so close. Barely a meter and a half between the two sets of bars and when they stretched their arms through their fingertips scraped each other.

If they strained their ears and tried to listen past the deafening waves they could hear screaming coming from far above them.

Food and water appeared in their rooms three times that day and they ate in silence, so rare for the two of them. So rare that it was just the two of them. Whilst in hiding they had barely a moment together without Harry and before that there were always friends, usually Sirius and Remus spending time with them.

In between meals they talked. They tried to figure out where they were and what had happened to them. They also tried to assure each other that Harry would be OK but neither of them really believed it. However if the unspeakable had happened neither of them would have been able to face it and they both cried themselves to sleep that night.
The next day the sound of the waves disappeared for awhile and the screaming above them stopped as loud shouts and jeers sounded through the hall and cells they were in.

And those shouts were what led James to his theory of where they were.

They were sitting in silence a few days later when Lily suddenly felt very cold and she shivered. Dark memories and thoughts infiltrated her mind and she looked over at James who had started to cry.

Then the feeling was lessened and James jumped up with a triumphant laugh.

“Lils! I figured out where we are!” He said gleefully.

“Where?”

“Azkaban!” He said, the happiness in his voice fading.

“What? How?” She asked incredulously.

“I don’t know how we got here but it just seems the most likely outcome. We know we’re in a castle near the sea. We know that there are other people in this place who are being tortured or something and we both keep on getting periods where we feel terrible. So dementors possibly. ”

Lily didn’t know what to make of this other than admiring her husband’s thought process.

This revaluation didn’t help the two of them much however perhaps it calmed them a little to know where they were and shake off some of the uncertainty.

Over the next few days they could hear more shouting and heckling coming from above but not as loud as from the second day.

And soon days must have passed into weeks and weeks must have passed into months. They tried keeping track by scratching tallies on the walls but they kept on having different answers.

They tried not to think about what might have happened to Harry or to their friends or what was going on with the war and instead they talked about memories. Happy ones usually especially that summer in Cornwall before everything went downhill. As more time passed they were starting to run out of things in their life to talk about so they started making up stories about different worlds.

Months stretched into what must have been years and any hope they might have had at the beginning of escaping or being rescued was scuppered. They had tried hundreds of times to escape but nothing worked and no one had come near them.

At a certain point talking and thinking about their friends was too much and they spoke very rarely of them if at all. They spent most of their time telling stories and surprisingly dancing.

Lily had never been amazing at dancing. Sure she could dance in a party in the gryffindor common room but that was about the extent of her talents. James however had been taking lessons his whole life.

In a suppressed memory, Sirius has taught Lily to dance for her wedding but she had resigned not to think of her friends and that memory had faded.
James taught her to dance in the prison. They would sing songs that they had played on Sirius’ record player in Hogwarts and music they had listened to after school and they would dance to the music together, waiting for when they could hold each other again.

So for years and years, they would tell tales from worlds they had constructed in their heads and they would dance and sing and scream until they fell asleep, their hands stretching towards each other through the barriers.

Lily; James can you help me with my zipper?

James; Sure.

Lily;

Lily; Up james!

James; Right. Sorry

Remus: look, we’re under the mistletoe. You know what that means (;

Sirius: moony that’s not mistletoe

Later that night

Sirius: [waking up at 3 am] oh my god, he was flirting with me

Lily:omg James is so annoying. I can’t believe im gonna sleep with him

Remus: well you don’t have to sleep with him.

Lily:nah I know but I’m still going to

Sirius:if being gay isn’t contagious then why do I have homosexual thoughts whenever I’m around Remus?

James:uhh…

I just finished “all the young dudes” after reading it for two days straight and fuuuuuuucccckkkk. It hurts!

Ok first of all. Its amazing! The writing is so good and the characterisation is on point. Wolfstar is portrayed so well and I ship them so much now.

James and lily were amazing in it as well as Mary and Marlene.

The plot(non canon) was so thought out and played off so well.

And yeah I did cry for the last like 15 chapters.

But I highly recommend it if you haven’t already read it.

sirius: am i in trouble?

remus: take a fucking guess

sirius:…no?

remus: take. another. guess

sirius, stranded on an island with remus, frying a lizard: don’t tell me it tastes like chicken

remus: no, sirius, it’s a lizard. it tastes like a lizard

james, returning from a theme park with sirius, remus and peter: so guys what was your favorite ride?

sirius:remus

“Beauty is in the eye of whoever is looking at me”

~Sirius Black

James: I don’t think I’ll ever be ready to be a parent. I can’t even raise a spider, how do you expect me to kill a child?

Remus: Are you sure you worded that right?

James: I fucked up

Mischief Meownaged!