I'd Like To Present My Findings Of How Marauders Coded So, SO Many Songs By The Crane Wives Are:

Being a marauders fan is so funny because wdym I'm sitting here scrolling through wolfstar fan art while my parents discuss what to get at the restaurant we are at...

Me, reading my fic drafts: Damn this is pretty good, when's the author gonna finish it?

no one talks about emmary but they are so cute

REMUS JOHN LUPIN THANK YOU FOR MOTIVATING ME THROUGH ASSESSMENT WEEK 🙏🙏🙏

Went to see Hadestown today and I can't stop thinking about how Orpheus and Eurydice are so alike to James and Regulus.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAMES POTTER!! THANK YOU FOR INFLUENCING MY STYLE IN CLOTHING FOREVER !!! (i now own quite a few spiderman shirts...)

The urge to ignore my current wip and start writing a wolfstar cowboy/vampire au is strong right now.

It's me and my emotional support tiny printed photo of David Bowie against the world

I thought of this, and wrote it, late last night. Warning for a lot of angst :]

Regulus Black didn't die in that cave, he woke up with paramedics fussing around him in an unfamiliar humming room, with severe head injuries that cause the loss of basically all his memories.

He remembers his name, but nothing else. Vague recollections of a sibling, possibly a brother? Maybe the occasional glimpse of a boy when he watches the sun rise that next morning, but nothing of his previous life remains.

So, he starts a life in the muggle world.

Sometimes weird things would happen, he would think he saw skeletal horse-like creatures on the edges of forests, or complete strangers would give him sad or angry looks. He especially remembers a tired man with brown hair and strange scars across his face double-taking when he saw him, a surprised but sad expression crossing his face before Regulus quickly walks by, his mind quickly moving on his new job.

A few years later, this job requires him to take a trip to a small little town called Godric's Hollow. The house he stays in is a quaint little one, almost on the edge of town, but the whole town seems to stay away from it.

He visits the town's cemetery while out on one of his walks in the cold, the winter air biting at his skin. He wanders aimlessly, and eventually he finds himself in front of the graves of the previous owners of the house he is staying in, as he was later told who they were by the groundskeeper.

He leans down, brushing the dirt and leaves from the gravestone, digging out grime from the grooves that form letters.

As he reads the names on the rough stone, his chest begins to ache in a way he hasn't felt since that first sunrise, and he feels icy tears slip down his cheeks.

Why is he crying? He didn't even know these people.

But as he goes back to that house, as he leaves the town, and as he continues his normal, boring life, he can't seem to rid James Potter's name from his mind.

(I could potentially expand and add ghost James... then Harry could show up... is that something you guys would like to see maybe??? :D)

TRANS REMUS AAAASJFNNEND also I actually adore your art omgs

Trans remus doodle + wolfstar doodle