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some things, once you’ve loved them, become yours forever. and if you try to let them go, they only circle back and return to you. they become part of who you are, or they destroy you.
It’s complicated. Perfect, I love complicated.
Douchebags and Arseholes and Twats, Oh My!
Fem!marauder!reader x platonic!marauders
y/n = your name y/m/n/n = your marauders nickname
h/c = hair colour Word count: 1k+
Warnings: Catcalling, verbal harassment, mentions of sexual comments but none actually included, the boys just being very protective
Summary: You walk to a nearby store to pick up some snacks for your Marauders-only movie night, only to be harassed, catcalled and scared out of your mind the entire walk back.
A/N: I wrote this in a frenzy when I returned home from a walk where this actually happened and the only thing I wanted for comfort was a hug from James Potter. It's not perfect, it's unedited and was written with teary eyes but I hope it can bring somebody some comfort <3
Let me know what you thought of this fic and if you have any oneshot/blurb ideas that I could write up then just private message me!
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Enjoy <3
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Your trip to the corner store was supposed to be simple.
A quick walk to grab some snacks for your movie night with the boys, 30 minutes to get there and back to James’ house at most.
The boys were going to go with you but you reasoned with them, reminding them of how quickly you’d be back and how they should set up for the movie night while you were gone. They eventually relented, although James was a bit reluctant to let you go alone and Sirius was seated on a couch, pouting because he couldn’t walk with you.
You had grabbed your wallet and headed out the door, making your way towards the little shop a couple blocks down the road.
The trip there was quite uneventful, just walking in peace, enjoying the sounds of birds chirping and the light summer breeze blowing past you. It was the trip back that was slightly more troublesome.
Once you had found all the snacks the boys had asked you to get (along with some sour gummies hidden in the bag for Peter who had practically begged for you to get him some candy the other boys wouldn’t steal away) you left the store, giving the cashier a quick smile and a quiet ‘thank you!’ on your way out.
The first little bit of your walk was fine, just as peaceful as before, admiring the obviously rich neighbourhood James and his parents lived in, until some boys walking across the street decided to start up a ‘conversation’.
They tried talking to you from across the street, at first only making slightly disrespectful comments that set off some alarm bells in your head. However, when you merely glanced at them and continued walking without giving a response they got a bit frustrated.
The rest of the walk home they were shouting things at you, some sexual comments about your body, some things they said they’d ‘like to try out with you’, some just flat out insults, calling you all sorts of names while you just gripped your bags a little tighter and walked a little faster.
This continued for quite some time, them shouting crude things at you, you not responding and continuously wishing you had brought one of the others with you in hopes that having someone else around would make the dumbasses walk away.
They spoke from across the road the majority of the walk, however when you were about ¾ of the way back they crossed the road to see if they could gain more of a reaction that way. What they didn’t seem to be expecting was you taking off in an absolute sprint, running as fast as you possibly could towards the Potter’s home.
You ran as fast as you could hearing the echo of your harassers trying to catch up to you, not caring about your h/c hair blowing into your face or the slight sting in your feet from repeatedly hitting the pavement through the soles of your shoes.
You made it back to the house and as soon as you let yourself inside you finally were able to take a deep breath as well as letting a few tears drip down your face caused by the overwhelming and frankly, quite scary encounter.
He must have heard the door close when you came in because a couple moments after you sunk to the floor, Remus shouted down the stairs “Is that you y/m/n/n?”
Hearing his voice accompanied by footsteps descending the staircase you quickly made your way back to your feet, breathing heavily, and tried to make yourself look like you didn’t just run for nearly ten minutes straight in a panic.
“Yup! I got the snacks, I’ll go set them up in the kitchen for us.”
You dashed through the hallway, past the stairs and towards the kitchen, still trying to calm your racing heart. As you began taking the food out of the shopping bags the boys all piled into the room, eagerly searching to see what snacks they could grab.
You weren’t aware of what exactly you looked like in that moment but you knew that if they saw your face they would know something was wrong. You knew you could let them know what happened, they would rip those stupid boys to shreds if they knew, so you weren’t sure why you were trying to hide it.
Maybe you were embarrassed that you didn’t talk back to them? Or maybe it was because you didn’t want them to see you as weak? Honestly, it was puzzling but you didn’t have time to sort that out at this moment, nor did you want to bother them with the harsh topic on what was supposed to be your “Monthly-Magnificent-Marauders-Only-Movie-Night”, credit goes to James for the stupidly long name.
As the other three marauders chatted loudly and made an attempt to snag their favourite snacks so they could head to where the movie was set up in James’ room, Peter turned to you. He was about to check with you about the extra candies you had promised him, when he noticed you were being extremely quiet and staying mostly turned away from the group.
He moved towards you a bit so he could get a better glimpse of your face in hopes of figuring out what was up.
“Y/m/n/n, are you… crying?”
All chatter immediately stopped when the small, mousy boy asked his question.
You looked up, only to find that all eyes were on you, thoughts of snacks and movies completely lost as all four boys stared at you, with questions and concerns filling their minds.
When you stayed silent, trying to formulate an answer, Sirius was the first to speak, a comforting tone to his voice, still laced with concern as he draped a gentle arm across your shoulders, pulling you into his side slightly. “What happened, love?”
“Nothing, it’s alright, it was nothing important.” You responded, only to realize a little too late that your answer was not nearly convincing enough for the boys standing before you.
James spoke up next, with a slightly panicked tone to his voice “Do I need to kill someone? Because I will. I swear to you I will, just give me an address, I don’t even need my wand, i’m sure I could find a baseball bat somewhere in my closet and then I could just-”
Remus stopped James from his slight murderous rambling, taking a step forward to take one of your hands in his as he spoke in what he hoped was a calm tone. “Darling, we don’t want to pressure you into telling us anything, we are just worried.”
“Yeah, y/n we really just want to help, if you’re comfortable explaining what happened.” Peter interjected, his expression of anxiousness obvious through his tense stance, precisely matching the other three.
You sighed, realizing that they weren’t going to relax until you told them what had you so distraught. After you muttered a quiet “okay, but can we sit down first?” you all moved to sit upstairs in James’ bedroom, yourself sitting on the bed, Sirius on your right, James on your left, and Remus settling on a desk chair in front of you while Peter set all of the snacks on James’ desk before seating himself on the floor next to the bed.
Once everybody was sitting down you began by making them promise not to do anything stupid and to let you get through the entire story before they said anything. Although it took a small bit of nagging to get them all to agree, they relented.
You told them what had happened on your walk home, explaining why you felt so small and weak under the words and actions of your harassers. Through your explanation James had put a comforting arm around your shoulder while Sirius lightly rubbed up and down your back anytime you stumbled over your words out of anxiousness. By the end of your story Peter had grabbed one of your hands in his, stroking the back of it lightly with his thumbs, Remus doing the same with your remaining hand.
After a moment of silence Sirius spoke.
“Are we allowed to speak now?”
The moment you nodded your head there was a loud exclamation of collective shouts, containing words like “bloody prats” and “stupid twats” as well as some more R-rated insults that were quite fitting of the situation.
You stood in front of where they were still seated and waited for them to quiet down. When they stopped their furious screaming they all turned to you as you voiced your thoughts. “Honestly, boys, I really don’t want to think about it anymore. It’s done and over with now so I’d rather just watch the movie you’ve all picked out.”
They seemed to take this in for a moment before Remus uncharacteristically blurted out “Those arseholes are still bloody gits though.”
All the boys murmured quiet agreements as James stood and moved to engulf you in a hug, his arms around your waist as yours moved up to wrap around his shoulders.
“Seriously though, y/n, you didn’t deserve to be treated like that. You are worth so much more than what those idiotic prats said to you.”
You nodded, pulling away from the hug only to be brought into another one, this time by Sirius. “Don’t pay those dumb twats any mind at all, beautiful. You deserve the world and if anyone ever says otherwise I know you can beat them to a pulp to show ‘em who’s boss.” his voice muffled, since he was basically speaking into your hair.
“Yeah, I’ll beat them up next time for sure, Pads. Throw a few punches just like you and Prongs, right?” you said with a slight chuckle and you didn’t have to look at his face to know he was smiling proudly at your response.
You pulled back and moved over to the overly large bed in the middle of the room, grabbing some snacks along the way. The boys joined you shortly, each of them also grabbing their snack of choice, proceeding to make themselves comfortable around you.
Surprisingly, Sirius was the best with the muggle technology you were using to watch the movie so he was the one to start the film and hop onto the bed once it began, landing sprawled across you and James in a fairly graceless manner.
After both of you groaned and had pushed Sirius fully off of you, you settled back into the abyss of blankets and pillows the boys had set up, leaning your back onto Remus’ chest, the opening credits of “The Wizard of Oz” started. As Peter got comfortable next to you he grabbed your hand and looked over at you. “We’ve got your back, y/m/n/n, you know that right?”
“Always, darling.” Remus chimed in.
“I know, boys. And I’m very grateful you kept your promise in not doing anything stupid like going after those boys earlier.”
“Yeah, about that... “ Sirius started, exchanging a look with James that you knew meant they were already plotting something, before you cut him off with a stern glance in their direction, causing them both to raise their hands in surrender, turning their attention back to the movie.
“They’re still a bunch of douchebags though.” James spoke in a very clearly disgruntled tone.
“Arseholes” Peter added in an equally fed up tone of voice.
“Twats.” Remus muttered.
You just smiled a little as you spoke quietly for the last time before the movie became the object of attention, your words bringing soft smiles to each of their faces.
“I love you, boys.”
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WHY ?! Why are you doing this to me Marvel ? It wasn't enough with one incredible, hot and evil Jötuun like Loki ?! You ALSO have to throw your fucking-Harry-Osborn-shit at me ?! NO. I'm not falling for The Green Goblin. Nope.
"Don't even get me started on how brilliant that movie could've been..."
Go ahead and start! I felt like I was shouting into the wind with respect to TASM 2. Maybe the studio was attempting to compete/race with what they knew was in the pipeline w/respect to the tsunami of superhero projects in cinema, but they crammed way too much into one (too short) run time and it muddied everything. The plot with Peter and Gwen and Harry Osborn was plenty and even if one left Electro in (not going to lie, Jamie Foxx is and always will be a talent), there was plenty going on with the struggle between the choices (we) make in our relationships and the flaws with which we struggle. That is what draws us into Peter's psyche, Harry's rage, and Gwen's turmoil over her own path. (I love that she was an independent, smart character in her own right). Everything about the two movies we got was not a quip or short toss-off comment. There was still plenty of smart plot driven humor, but it is the pathos of Peter's story arc, and likewise the same for his friends, family, and the 'villains' that kept us enthralled. Your comment about the cut scenes with Dr. Connors from TASM 1 speaks to that. So much to work with in TASM 2 with respect to father figures (not even going to dwell on how father figures and protagonist struggles with those issues dominate the movie industry over female representation but I have thoughts for sure.)
The studio treated cinema goers as if they were not very bright and instead of burying the easter eggs so that fans could spend the next two years discussing and discovering hints and clues about a third movie and what that might entail, they just Pollocked it all over the latter third of the script and it showed. I don't fault the cast for that. I mean-- Emma Stone, Andrew Garfield, Jamie Foxx, Dane DeHaan, Martin Csokas, et al bring the best of their talents to everything they do. As to Marc Webb, I wish I knew how much pragmatism he had to bring to the set every day knowing that it would be a fight to get his vision realized against a juggernaut of a global release with a lot riding on it.
Gosh, I think that was an essay and I could go on. Sorry for that, but I'm not really; it is cathartic in a way. The trilogy (a fourth was likely never going to happen with the way things were headed) will never be recaptured in the way it could have been with that ensemble and it's a shame.
Happy 11th anniversary "The Amazing Spider-Man"!
The London premiere (I think that is the one) was really special. Cast was dressed to the NINES and everyone was stunning. Like you mentioned, the press tour was on fire, don't know how everyone managed to keep energy with all those dates and travel, but the fans certainly appreciated it worldwide.
"AG IS IN THE HOUSE!" 😎
Yeahhhhh!
(x)
"Harry, what did you do?"
"What you made me do!"
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if you love somebody, you love them with their scars, their sadness and their flaws
We are sealed in our own little melancholy atmospheres, like planets, and revolving around the sun, our common but distant desire.
-- Jack Kerouac, Jack Kerouac and Allan Ginsberg: The Letters
Dane staring in a new film
So he's in a new film called 'Two Lovers And One Bear'. I read the synopsis for what the film is about but it's sorta hard to tell what's it about and it sounds really interesting to me. But I'm really excited for Life to come out soon, I don't want to wait any longer for this film to come out or it will drive me crazy.
On my Instagram account a fan of Dane was making a birthday video for him and I direct messaged her a photo of Dane. Yesterday was his birthday and the video dropped and..... DANE SAW THE BIRTHDAY VIDEO, and he must have saw the photo that I sent for the video, my Instagram is chandlerriggsbookfangirl and my photo is Dane in one of his new photoshoots and it says 'Happy Birthday'. I was freaking out the entire day.
School For Dehaanners
Like imagine a school where fans who love Dane Dehaan very much can go and learn stuff, plus they can be happy as well with subjects that are easy. And have no trouble waking up in the morning.
Imagine: You and your boyfriend of two years Dane Dehaan were sitting on two different couches, you were reading and listening to music. And Dane...... he was trying to get your attention so badly by doing funny/sexy things. "Y/N, can you please look at me for one second?" He asked as he took out one of the ear buds. "Dane, whatever it is, it better be goo-." You said as you got cut off by something that you've never seen before. You saw Dane in faded ripped jeans, and was shirtless while eating grapes with his legs sitting up on the couch, it was the most sexiest thing you've ever seen before, and you might've been turned on by him. "Like what you see?" Dane asked while chuckling. "W-what?, um, you know I think I'm gonna take a break from my book." You said as you put the book down, take out the other piece of ear buds, and walk over to Dane and kiss him. "Wanna make out?" You asked. "Sure, I've been wanting to do this for a couple of minutes now." Dane said. Then you got on his lap and kissed him deeply, the make out session lasted for about twenty minutes until the both of you got tired and slept on the couch. For you, it was one of the most amazing make out sessions you've ever had with Dane.