#SIRIUS SUNDAY!!!

[siriussunday]

let's open a store together! it's

SIRIUS SUNDAY!

[talesof-old]

Ooo could I request some Sirius HCs, because I know when he finds the one he is a full on slut for them only (your last Sirius HCs made me giggle he’s so mwah)

warning(s): 18+, smut

sirius black headcanons

masterlist

oh absolutely. Sirius would be 100% weak for his partner. Bat your pretty lashes at him and he’s a goner.

He’s selfish at first, I’ll admit, but as you get older and grow closer he grows out of it (at least a little). He’d prefer receiving, but so long as he has you in his life he’ll be grateful for whatever attention you give him.

Reverse cowgirl is one of his favorite positions, and probably prone bone. He’s an ass man, any position that gives him access to your cunt and a view of your butt is a favorite in his book.

He likes it rough, though he does enjoy a good love making session occasionally. Tug on his hair, bite into his skin, leave hickies and bruises: he doesn’t care. On days when he’s going through it though, he prefers to be coddled. Be gentle. But god forbid you have a bad day, he’s going to smother the fuck out of you. Slow sex, deep kisses, a whole lotta aftercare, bathing together, all of that.

Sirius likes risks, so if he can fuck you in a place where you might get caught by others he’s 100% gonna do it if you’re down. There’s something about the thrill of it.

He loves to wear clothes that he knows will rile you up; he hates it when other people make comments on his clothes. He put that on for you to enjoy, fuck everybody else.

I think that he would really enjoy wearing his rings while y’all are fucking. They’re cold when you first feel them, but they warm up the longer his fingers are inside of you

Also loves to use his tongue. He’ll lick and mouth all over your skin like there’s no tomorrow. You definitely will have love bites in the weirdest places.

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[uhhlifeig]

Obscuro - April 3 - word count: 97 - @wolfstarmicrofic

Remus Lupin and Sirius Black were in the library, studying for OWLS.

“What does Incendio do?” Sirius asked, staring at his boyfriend expectantly.

“It lights fires. What does Aparecium do?”

“It reveals things, right?” Sirius tilted his head inquisitively.

“Yep.”

He cleared his throat. “What does Obscuro do?”

“As if I wouldn’t know,” Remus scoffed. “Considering how often you insist I use it-”

“Yeah, yeah. What does it do?”

“It blindfolds someone. As you know.”

“Good job,” Sirius said, pecking Remus on the lips. “Okay, it's your turn now…”

And that was how they spent their afternoon.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 7 - Sunday

Wolfstar, January 7, word count 418

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The end of Remus’s shift was coming up, and he couldn’t wait to get out of there. The last few minutes seemed to be dragging. He wanted to get home and see Sirius. He didn’t even question that Sirius would be there or that it seemed so normal. They didn’t even know each other, but he trusted him fully, and that was something of a miracle in itself for Remus as he trusted almost no one.

Finally, his shift was over. He grabbed his things and ran out before anyone could ask him to do anything else. He was barely off the property when his phone started ringing. He winced as he took it out of his pocket, but relaxed when he saw it was from his other job, the one he’d met Sirius through. 

“Hey, Remus, are you free this Sunday for an event?” Harold the big boss asked.

“Yes,” Remus said automatically. Harold paid far too well for him to turn down anything he threw his way.

“Excellent, I’ll send you all the details. Karl will be in charge of this one,” Remus groaned. Karl was the worst. It was only by sheer luck and the professionalism of the rest of the staff that everything went as planned when he was the manager. 

“Great, thanks Harold,” Remus said through gritted teeth and hung up. 

He was in a bit of a bad mood for the rest of his walk home. All that changed once he opened his front door and smelled the unmistakable smell of a roast dinner. 

“Sirius?” He called inside as he put his shoes and coat away. 

“Hi,” Sirius answered from the kitchen. Remus made his way there and stared wide-eyed at all the food Sirius had cooked for him. “Sorry, it’s the only thing I know how to cook, so we’re having roast chicken, roast potatoes, honey roast carrots, and erm, oh, peas.” Remus strode across the small space and kissed him. 

He pulled away quickly, apologising. They hadn’t done that properly yet, but Sirius had looked so adorable in his kitchen and had done such a sweet thing for him. Remus didn’t think anyone had cooked him anything since his mum died and that was years ago. 

Sirius grabbed the front of his t-shirt and pulled him back to him. He reached up, found Remus’s mouth with his and continued the kiss Remus had started. Remus relaxed into the kiss, and oh, if it wasn't the best kiss he’d ever had.

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[neverenoughmarauders]

Imagine being Lily and James Potter in the afterlife between 1981-1991 (/1993) watching the two people (alive) you love more than anything in the world suffer so much.

[cosmonott]

last minute post for ashe bradleys belated birthday lets all kill that stupid twink

i think i saw someone make this with sirius and claire or noel but i feel like this is more accurate for a post siri conclusion world

[sliebman10]

Sunday Snippet

Thank you, @barkingatthemooninsteadofwriting for the tag.

Most of my current WIPs are part of anonymous events so unfortunately I can't share them yet. But this restaurant AU is an idea I've been toying with:

Sirius shook his head. “You don’t understand,” he said in a low voice.

“What don’t I understand? You left. We were about to open our place and you fucking left,” Remus yelled, losing his cool. He’d kept this particular hurt tucked away and hidden for five years and now he felt it bubbling to the surface.

“Remus, I-”

“What? You what, Sirius? What could have possibly lead you to that decision other than you realized you didn’t give a shit about me.”

“It’s not about you, ok? It had nothing to do with you.” Sirius said, his eyes narrowing.

“No, it had to do with you, and getting paid to write for the goddamn New York Times."

No pressure tags for @myheadsgonenumb , @severedreamerfox , @oceangirl24, @lena-hills , @mrsmungus, @kayedium-writes , and anyone else who might want to join in.

[fiendishfyre]

Sunday Funday!!!

What's your favorite way for Prongsfoot to get together?

I love it when they are already dating without realizing. Spend nearly all their time together, maybe moved in together post Hogwash. They may occasionally hold hands and ignore any strange looks sent their way. They ask each other first before making plans. And yet they complain they can't find anybody to date. Or no one else feels right. So they just spend their weekends hanging out with just each other. They totally don't get why people think they are together. Until it clicks. It cracks me up, never gets old to me. Two clueless idiots (idiots for each other, they are geniuses in every other account)

[rosamariaa]

accompanying my grandma during sunday mass and the only thing on my mind is church boy remus fumbling his duties on the altar when he spots Sirius black, the oldest brother of the mayors’ family, attending the mass

[jmagnabo92]

Sunday Funday! What ways do you see Prongsfoot comforting each other?

hmmmm-mmm, I imagine that Sirius likes to turn into a dog when he's sad, so James usually just gives him pets and talks at him, listing all of the reasons that he loves him.

Then, when he can tell that he's feeling better, he'll conjure a dog toy and throw it and Sirius usually goes after it, brings it back and then transforms and says, "You know I'm not really a dog, right?"

and James teases, "That's why you went and fetched it."

and Sirius just laughs, feeling better.

It's similar when James is sad. Sirius doesn't always have the words to make him feel better, so he'll change into Padfoot and nudge him into petting him. Which he does because Padfoot's adorable and eventually, with his wagging tail and puppy dog eyes, James starts talking about what's bothering him and once he gets it all out, he lets out a sigh and says, "Padfoot, you're cute but I don't wanna kiss a dog - I really need my boyfriend so I can snog him senseless."

and Sirius transforms, saying, "Boyfriend reporting for duty."

James laughs and kisses him and then, just... doesn't stop. :)

[siriussunday]

FUCK IT UP. IT'S

SIRIUS SUNDAY!

[regulus-smith]

istg if these fanfic binding sellers get ao3 shut down its on sight. It's getting really annoying.

[lunarlivs]

that oh, oh, moment

[lulublack90]

Prompt 9 - Candy

@wolfstarmicrofic February 9, word count 160

“What’s a five-letter word for confectionary?” Sirius asked from his side of the bed where he was propped up by his pillow and had the Daily Prophet open in front of him. 

“Dunno,” Remus mumbled sleepily. 

“Come on, clever clogs. I’ve been stuck on it for ages. Please help me,” Sirius nudged him with his foot. Remus whined in complaint and burrowed further into the duvet, dragging it over his head and hiding in his downy cave. 

“Candy,” His muffled voice grunted from somewhere beside Sirius. 

“Yes!” He exclaimed as he scribbled it in. “It fits!” He heard Remus grumble something unintelligible before he went silent again. 

Sirius was filling in the last few clues, which were almost too easy now that he had the other word he’d needed, when Remus began to shuffle beneath the covers, his arm snaking around Sirius’s waist and dragging him closer. Sirius abandoned his crossword for a more exciting endeavour. Sirius loved Sunday mornings. 

[neverenoughmarauders]

I absolutely agree with the idea that Sirius never celebrated his birthday again after James died. I know plenty of people who have stopped celebrating getting older than someone they were particularly close to. And then we've got the fact that the man was imprisoned, on the run or hiding in his tortured childhood home for the rest of his life.

I headcanon Sirius and James as competitive, but this was a competition Sirius would happily have lost.

[soupy-george]

im here to have a cheeky fangirl moment bc i LOVE saturday nights and sunday mornings and seeing you enjoy shoulder to shoulder has made me v happy <3

Yay!! I hope you enjoyed the rugby representation in mine 🤣 My James was a bit tamer than yours. The phrase "spillage is lickage" is still haunting me. It's brought back so many once blurry uni memories. I wish they were still blurry. 🍻🥂🍻🥂🤮🤮