RandomMarauders Headcannons:

happy birthday to dearest Lily Evans. I wish we could all be loved as fiercely as I write you to be loved across every universe, lol.

Fanfic writers be like: goddamnit, this idea is so fucking sad it’s making me cry just thinking about it. Let me write it down so I can inflict it on others.

when he found out her favorite position

the difference between “I know the script inside and out, I have read the novel, and this is the kind of project I want to be my next film because I believe in the political relevance of its message” and “I wanted to act again”

Lily and Fleamont would always exchange a good laugh, even before officially becoming family.

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“The charm that boy has… I have no idea where it comes from.” “He says you taught him all the moves.” “Ha! Enjoy the dinner, Miss Evans.”

her heart was beating fast. 

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“If I’m not mistaken, this is an old edition. Excuse me…” “Sure.” “The information could be outdated. That’s a cute drawing.”

Supporting his every step.

Came up with a great story idea. Can’t wait for my brain to make it so intricate in my head yet impossible to write out.

if lana del rey existed in the 70s sirius and lily would slay singing brooklyn baby, especially the “my boyfriends pretty cool, but he’s not as cool as me” part

okay you know what makes me so sad??? james potter probably wanted like 20 babies. he was so definitely the dad that was like “I’m gonna have enough kids to make a quidditch team and then some” like he and lily could have had so many kids. and james would love them so so so much. like he cries more than lily every time one is born. and he would be the best dad. 100% fair and equal, no favourites. he would have something special that he did with each of them. and he would soooo be the cuddly father. his little kids would crawl up into his lap in the evening and he’d tell them stories of the great marauders. and harry with siblings??? with how much he loves and envied the weasley’s it would be so great, he’d be the best big brother. and then further down the road when james has like 30 grandkids he’d be the fucking best grandad. he’d give them sweets and tell them the stories he told his kids while his kids rolled their eyes like “dad we’ve heard this a million times” but he wouldn’t even care. james potter deserved better, man. he deserved a family that he got to grow and cherish and be apart of