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ATYD x DPS

All The Young Dudes-Dead Poets Society📖🕯️

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“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute,” Christopher started, feeling slightly agitated and like he needed to prove his point to the arrogant airhead, Sirius Black. “We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race!” He spoke finally, tucking his book underneath his arm.

Remus stood next to the blonde boy, as tall and gangly as ever. Sirius was in front of them. The black haired boy looked greatly amused, his pink lips turning up to form a coy smirk. He wanted to take the piss out on them.

Chris sighed, pushing his weight between his feet, and was about to awkwardly depart as Remus piped up. “And the human race is filled with passion.” He said roughly, turning to face the shorter boy, holding eye contact. Chris felt his heart flutter as he smiled. Sirius, one of Remus’ best friends, looked terribly annoyed. But he just held his eyes in contact with Chris. Like they were the only two in the room. Like they were something untouchable and meant something. Really meant something. Bloody Lupin.

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Aaa, idk if this really even makes sense but it was a fun idea . 🌑

in my fic im writing mary and remus are roommates and mary loves madonna… is it egotistical of me to say i love it

i’m having too much fun adding 80s influences to this 😭

i absolutely adore peter pettigrew, he is my favorite marauder, i think he’s absolutely brilliant, and NO ONE can ever take that away from me

Prongstail 😞

ed sheeran song almost made me cry 🥀

I love photos of the who where it looks like John had no idea they'd smash their instruments

Sirius, brushing his hair: ...98, 99, 100!

Regulus: you missed eleven numbers.

Sirius: I don’t need to be good at math. I have BEAUTIFUL hair.

Regulus: that’s the saddest thing I’ve ever heard.

unfortunately my parents got confused and chose marauders daughter, so now i spend an unnatural amount of time on ao3, cry when i hear music from the 70s, and make every single thing in my entire life about harry potters dead dads best friend and his furry ass bf.

(i fear i may be a tad bit insufferable . . .)

been thinking about a modern day au where jegulus have to work on a college project together and james goes back to regulus’ apartment to work and hes baffled by all the glitter and bright colors and vintage collectibles and record and cds everywhere because regulus always seemed so dark and serious, and honestly miserable and boring and realizes that he really didn’t know regulus at all

peter pettigrew is my tennis playing brat who wears jackets around his neck and started drinking coffee at seven years old and has absolutely NO filter it doesn’t matter who he’s speaking to