been wanting to get more into the marauders fandom for some time. so here’s my recreation of “gathering storm” after i finished art heist, baby! i’m not an oil paint person or acrylic, so i decided to ruin my mental health more by doing it in watercolor.
The Marauders 🐾
Regulus wanting a kiss but not wanting to ask cause James is in the middle of a conversation so he just stands there like 🧍till James notices him and gives him attention.
“Ready to go now?”
James hears Regulus laugh softly, “Not quite yet, mon chéri.”
He can practically see Harry’s pout, “When?”
“Just give us twenty minutes,” Regulus replies, even if Harry hasn’t quite managed to work out what exactly time means yet. He’s been asking if they’re ready to go for hours, and still comes back every few minutes acting like hours have passed. This always happens when they plan to go over for the monthly Black family dinner. They’ve been good about hiding it from him and surprising him when the day comes around. Someone, Sirius, told him it was today though when asked. Sirius shot them a knowing smirk as he left. He did this on purpose. Surely to fuck with Regulus, but James isn’t sure which one of them is suffering more.
James feels a tug on the back of his shirt and he’s not even surprised. When he turns around Harry’s standing right at his heel, his eyes wide, “Leave now?”
James shakes his head, biting back his laughter as he lifts him onto the kitchen counter, “Didn’t you just ask Papa the same question?”
Harry pauses in consideration for a moment before he says, “Papa says we leave now.”
“Oh did he?” James asks.
i’m rereading rwrb for obvious reasons, and i just got to the part where henry is telling alex about how remus is ‘as gay as the day is long’. we also know how skilled of a writer he is, and all i can think of right now is fourteen to fifteen year old prince henry writing wolfstar fanfiction and hiding it from everyone
(Based on this text post)
Padfoot: I’m bored! Someone entertain me.
Prongs: Pads, it’s 1 am and I have class in thee morning, wtf?
Pads: But I’m boooored, Prongsy, can’t sleep. It’s your job as my best mate to entertain me.
Wormy: I really need to turn my notifications off before I go to sleep. Go to bed, Padfoot FFS
Moony: I’m trying to finish watching this weeks GoT before you twats spoil me again and now Pads’ whinging interrupts me? Go the fuck to sleep, Pads
Padfoot: Moony! Moonbeam! Moon of my life! You’re up?
Moony: Can you hear my groan all the way from your flat? Because I’m groaning here
Padfoot: But you’re already awake Moonpie! You can keep me company!
Moony: What part of I’m watching Game of Thrones did you not get, you wanker?
Padfoot: I can watch it with you…?
Moony: You scream at the tv and have given me spoilers almost every damn episode if I’m behind, why the fuck would I want to watch with you?
Padfoot: Because you’re awake, I’m awake, and you love me and know I’m going to annoy you until you give in.
Padfoot:
Prongs: FFS Moony shut his ass up
Wormy: Awww look at the pupper
Moony: That won’t work on me, Pads
Padfoot: I promise I won’t spoil anything and I won’t shout at the screen! I’ll even bring chocolate… ;-)
Moony: you’re annoying, you know that?
Padfoot: Come on, Moons, I promise I’ll be good. I just wanna bang you
Wormy: ….
Prongs: Did he…did you… FINALLY!!!!
Padfoot: I meant Hang! I meant I want to hang with you… but you know… whatever.
Wormy: Yeah sure that’s what you meant, uh-huh
Prongs: Shut it Wormtail, my OTP is finally admitting their feelings!!
Padfoot: Fuck… Moony? I’m sorry, it was a mistake, I just meant
Moony: Are you bringing the chocolate?
Padfoot: Ummm sure?
Moony: Ok then
Padfoot: Ok?
Moony: Yeah
Padfoot: To… hanging out?
Moony: Or whatever…
Padfoot: Really?
Moony: Just shut up and get over here already, will you?
Padfoot: I’ll be there in 10 minutes!
(Padfoot has logged off chat)
Prongs:
Prongs: My boys, my babies! FINALLY!
Wormy: Well this has been like 5 years in the making. it’s like a slow-burn fanfic
Prongs: Yeah that idiots pining and friends to lovers shit. That’s my jam really
Moony: You twats do realize I’m still here right?
Prongs: Good. Stop being idiots and bang each other then
Moony: Oh my god
Prongs: I can hear Pads rushing through the flat, he’s obviously in a hurry to get to you, Moony. *wink wonk*
Wormy: Just wear a condom, mate. Safe sex is good sex.
Moony:
Moony: But yeah I already have some, thanks Pete.
Wormy: Lube is important too, just saying
Moony: Now is a great time to shut up mate
Prongs: So ummm I just yelled at Sirius you already had condoms and he ran out the door so fast I think i heard him fall down the stairs
Moony: You guys suck
Wormy: Nah, but I bet Pads will ;-)
Moony: Fucking hell, and on that note I’m gone, ta
(Moony has logged off chat)
Prongs:
Wormy: yeah I’m happy for them too, the dumb pining idiots. But now I’m wide awake
Prongs: Me too. Wanna watch Umbrella Academy online together?
Wormy: why the fuck not.
Wormy: Hey, does that Klaus guy remind you of Sirius?
Prongs: I think Pads even has that leather skirt, honestly.
Alright! So I finished hand binding Crimson Rivers by @mayzarbewithyou :) this was my first time bookbinding so excuse the mistakes I am far from great, but all in good time! This fic basically changed the trajectory of my life so I thought I’d give it the love it deserves! the spine is regulus standing looking up at the tree and he is purposely put on the last book because he finally learned how to climb and grow. I’m so emotional over the end of the fic so this is very emotional to me. I did the typeset myself and there are some cool details I’ll try to put in another post, but basically I added all of Zar’s end notes as footnotes to the specific scenes he talks about! All very fun and the dingbats match the theme for the books and the backs each have quotes the correspond. I split it into 5 just because it didn’t feel right to have the epilogues in the same book as the war. They were two completely different parts of the story so I separated them. Anyways I’ll make another post. This was a labor of love and I hope I did it Justice :)
“oh, well you haven’t read the big three—” i’ve read the big three. i have read the big three.
If the OG posting of this gets taken down because these social media execs hate the mere idea of getting what's coming to them, I have a backup at the ready.
remus: being gay isn't a choice
remus, pointing to his husband, a rich pure blood who worships every aspect of him: it's a game and i'm winning
I’m such a sucker for a slowly developed drarry relationship.
They don’t do the whole “let’s go on dates and gradually get together.” Instead, they get roomed together and after being furious about it for a while, they get used to it.
It just hits Harry one day that Draco makes his bed with a flick of his wand every morning, because Harry always forgets.
It hits Draco one day that Harry always brings him sandwiches when he misses dinner because he’s studying or too overwhelmed to go.
Harry realizes that he hasn’t been waking up from nightmares as often because Draco has started patting his hair when he’s going through it in the middle of the night.
Draco realizes that he and Harry just randomly started sharing the box of chocolates and sweets Mother sends him and without knowing he started placing the box on his desk so Harry could find it easily if he ever wanted one.
And then one day Harry walks into their dorm drunk off his arse and collapses on Draco’s bed instead of his and knocks out. Draco, much to his own horror, finds that he doesn’t mind and falls as sleep as well.
Harry never sleeps again in his own bed.
And then Draco wears Harry’s muggle band tee to bed when the house elves misplace his laundry one night… which yes… it’s a bit short for him, but “it’s comfortable, Potter.” “But Malfoy, they already found your clothes.” “I said it’s comfortable.” (And it smells like you, too… he doesn’t say that though).
And it just becomes natural to sit next to each other in the common room and do their work, or go watch the stars when they both can’t sleep.
They hold hands absentmindedly now, when they’re both working and focused on their essays. At some point boundaries at bed time are lost and tentative legs tangle beneath the sheets.
Hermione questions him about it, Harry pretends he doesn’t know what she’s talking about. Too scared to question it and lose what he has. Too scared Malfoy will push him away.
(It’s okay though, because one day during the Christmas hols, Draco kisses him after the unwraps his gift and Harry kisses back, just as fiercely).
Welcome to the party! Here, I'll share books and my thoughts on them. I also love writing and I'm so excited to share some of my own stories will you all! I am on most socials, all of my accounts are under the same user: caitysteaparty (if you could pretty please check out some of my stuff on Wattpad I will love you forever pookies
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