#Sirius is an oblivious idiot

[yourgalgremlin]

James + Pete use a TikTok sound to get Sirius to kiss Remus

JAMES: “4 BEST FRIENDS IN A ROOM—2 MIGHT KISS!” 🎶

PETE: “Yes they will!”🎶 *Hands phone to Sirius*

SIRIUS: Me? Ok Prongs, smooch me!

REMUS: …THIS is my villain origin story.

[hazardparadox]

Ok but like imagine Regulus and James going to the astronomy tower every 2nd week and Sirius and Remus every other week and one day both couples end up at the same time and just kind of stare at each other..

James:

Regulus:

Sirius:

Remus:

James, to Remus: Well, you here for the stars or what?

Remus, side-eyeing Sirius: I find other things better to look at

Sirius: What are you both doing here anyway? I thought this was me and Moony's spot! Besides, no one really comes here other then to hook up

Regulus, rolling his eyes: I wonder

James, looking nervous: Yeah- who knows what a coincidence!

Sirius, hours later cuddling with Remus: HOLD UP-

[rudamaruda520]

Remus: How on earth you don't notice the "subtle" hints that James are giving you?

Regulus and Remus: *turning their heads towards James*

James: *standing in a t-shirt with "I have the biggest crush on you Regulus" on it*

Regulus: Oh, I don't know... how am I doing that? *moves his head literally one centimetre to the left*

Sirius: *standing in a t-shirt with "Remus, please fuck me" on it, right next to James*

[your-neighbourhood-antisocial]

Sirius : uhm... Prongs, I'm gay

James : oh, I know you're dating moony since past 2 years after all

Remus : what!! I thought you and pads were a thing!

Peter : I thought all three of you were together!

Lily : wait, so y'all aren't dating each other?

Regulus : you and James aren't dating?

Barty and Evan : so you're telling us the marauders and lily aren't in a relationship?

Sirius : *groans* this is all messed up....... Wait how tf did you guys enter the Gryffindor common room?

[silverameco]

Remus is the most pragmatic and sensible out of the marauders, except when Sirius bats his eyelashes at him saying whatever he'd be like "yes😍sure😍whatever you say😍"

his mind is like no thoughts just pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty

Sirius is well aware and regularly says confidentely that he can get Remus to do anything.

James and Peter want to hit their heads on the nearest surface at least 5 times a day, they're like "there is no way they don't know they're in love"

and yet.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 2 - Constant

@jegulus-microfic November 2, Word count 512

Previous part First part

“I actually own this flat,” That’s what James had just said. Regulus felt so stupid. He’d kept asking and asking about paying rent. He should have just figured it out himself. 

He screwed his eyes shut and sat back down at his easel, opening his eyes to look at his ruined painting. It would have been beautiful, but now it was marred by a thick black line, which he had no way of hiding. He was just about to screw it up when Sirius knocked on his door. 

“Hey, Reggie, you good?” Sirius asked, concern shadowing his face. Regulus shrugged, he wasn’t sure. “Wow, is that what you’ve been painting?” Sirius asked, moving to stand beside him. 

“Yeah, but it’s beyond saving. I was just about to throw it away.” 

“What?! No, don’t do that!” Sirius picked up the paintbrush and began changing the shape of the line. Regulus watched, fascinated, as Sirius worked.  “You know he wasn’t keeping it from you to be cruel, right? He just didn’t see it as a problem. It is a constant wonder how someone so intelligent can at the same time be so dumb.” Sirius spoke while he painted. “Seriously, he’s a good guy and was just excited that you'd agreed to move in. There,” Sirius proclaimed as he stood back and revealed the finished picture. 

Regulus moved closer, staring at the regal stag, its silhouette taking over the picture. Its head held high, with its antlers brushing the very top of the painting. The oranges and pinks of the sunset Regulus had been painting made it look like some sort of ancient god of the forest. It was eerily beautiful. 

“It’s amazing, Sirius, but I can't use it for my assignment. Maybe you should take it.”

“No way, it’s yours. You can hang it in the living room. James will love it, and that way, you can look up and remember the time we did something nice together,” Sirius slung an arm around Regulus’s shoulders and squeezed. “I’m glad you’re here, you know,” Regulus looked up at him with over-bright eyes. 

“Really?” He said in a whisper. 

“Yeah, of course,” Sirius grinned at him, leaning his head so it rested on top of Regulus’s. "I've missed you so much," Regulus debated internally for a moment before twisting his head so he was looking up at his brother. 

“Sirius, can I tell you something?” Regulus said quickly. He needed to know he wasn’t being an idiot because if he left it and stayed with James too long, it would hurt so much more. Sirius nodded, urging him to continue. Regulus took a deep breath before he spoke. “I think I like James. Like more than a friend,” His words were barely audible, but Sirius heard every word. He pulled Regulus into a tight hug. 

“You two are as dumb as each other,” Sirius chuckled, kissing the top of Regulus’s head and leading him out into the living room, where James and Remus were having a heated discussion about the proper way to top a scone. 

Next part

[doomedtokill]

Sirius asking James on a date but hes so oblivious, he thinks it’s the usual meal out. He keeps giving Sirius odd looks the whole time as he’s staring at James more than usual, and every time he asks Sirius just smiles at him. Once they have finished the, Sirius takes James hand and James just stares when everything finally clicks and he launches himself at Sirius to kiss him

[jamesfpotterkinnie]

james: do you think he likes me. idk moon i don’t think he does

remus: i’m gonna slam your head into this table. he’s in-love with you it’s so fucking obvious you idiot

sirius: james i love you BUT STOP TALKING ABOUT MY BROTHER

james: HEY. remus is my brother and i didn’t shout at you when you liked him

sirius: right��� sorry. but reg likes you james it’s fucking obvious

james: nahh i don’t think soo

remus: you stupid little cu-

*meanwhile at the slytherin table*

regulus: he’s so fucking pretty like omg

barty: if i hear you talk about potter once more today i will punch your pretty little face so hard you won’t know what fucking hit you

evan: barty….. it’s only 8am

barty: ex-fucking-actly

regulus: but look at him. he’s so beautiful

barty: regulus i was not joking

regulus: right sorry

[maggie-eatsregulusblack]

okay okay

praying this lands on the right peoples for you

i present😁

marauders era texting fic bc muggle technology definitely works at hogwarts

very very gay

and aroace mention☺️

i cant really easily do under the cut for this because its continuous sorry😔

WHERE ARE MY MARAUDERS CHILDREN☹️☹️

[siriuslylovejegulus33]

Sirius: Hey James, do you know D?

James, oblivious: D who?

Sirius: DEEZ NUTS

Regulus and Remus: *are so done*

----

Barty: Guess what I was doing last night?

Evan:

Evan: What?

Barty: YOUR MOM

Evan, winks: Wrong Rosier

Regulus: AH

[cherryberry1403]

Gold rush is remus trying to stop himself from falling for the great sirius black because everyone worships the ground he walks on and remus does not like slow motion double vision in a rose blush

[enbysiriusblack]

i cant decide whether i prefer sirius and remus being extremely affectionate with each other before they start dating but they both think it's 'just what they're like' together and thinking the other only likes them platonically while everyone around them thinks is so obvious they're in love

or sirius and remus being a lot less affectionate than both of them are with their other friends because they have feelings for each other and don't want each other to realise. which in turn they both see that they're not as affectionate to each other as they are with the rest of their friends so they both think the other doesn't like them that much

[snarky-magpie]

(A new chapter of In The Dark is up and you can read it here!) For an unknown reason, James’ throat tightens. Almost as though Sirius experiences the physical reaction himself, which can’t be possible, he lifts his head and returns James’ gaze. Flames crackle and snap in the fireplace, reflecting in Sirius’ grey irises. Fire and steel. Sharp and blazing. 

The air between them heats up with a molten charge, shrinking into nothing and pulling them closer like a messed-up gravity jinx. Who can predict what happens when they inevitably collide? James’ heart races, thumping under his breastbone in an irregular pattern that speeds up more and more the longer the strange moment lasts until cardiac failure becomes a real possibility.

All he needs to do to save himself is break the eye contact. Which should be easy. In theory. One flick of his eyelids. One turn of his head. That’s all the action requires. But in truth, he’s unable to tear his attention away. It belongs to Sirius, wholly and undivided. Cast in a golden nimbus from the fire, he is all James can see.

Until Peter’s elbow shatters the spells and sends him crashing back to reality.

“Mate, it’s been your turn for like five minutes.” 

[bartyslut]

Prongsfoot is for those who were in love from the very start, they just didn't know. Prongsfoot is being obliviously in love, it's for those who never wanted a lover because they had a person to call them "mine". Prongsfoot is for those who get jealous easily, It's for those who want to travel the world with their best friend and marry them in the end. It's for those who believe in soulmates because they always had one. Prongsfoot is kissing your mate and ending up being in love with them.

[cinnamontoastcrunch-15]

Mothers of the Moon

Chapter 8 - Euphoria

Masterpost

This is very, very wolfstar centric but can you really blame me?

It’s the teenage awkwardness it’s so funny to me lmao

Short chapter today :)

“What do I do if someone keeps sending me… mixed signals?” Remus asked Poppy, the two of them sat in her office at the hospital wing.

“If?” She asked back, arching an eyebrow at him.

“Okay, uh… I like this guy, and he- I don’t know, every time I start to think he might feel the same, he just pulls away again.”

She knew full well he was talking about Sirius, even if he was keeping it a secret. Still, she respected his wishes and played dumb.

“Are you sure he’s pulling away?”

“…yeah. There was one time when he- well, we had a conversation, and then I looked down and he had grabbed my hand, and I was so sure that- still, the door opened and he moved away and… I think he’s been avoiding me since.”

That was new.

“Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’d just rather know if he doesn’t feel the same way, instead of all of this, y’know?”

“Have you tried talking to him about it?” She asked.

“No!” He answered quickly. “No, uh… we’re… close friends. I don’t want to risk screwing everything up.”

“If you’re really friends, he won’t let anything get in the way of your friendship if you tell him.” Remus was silent for a few moments, playing with his hands, eyes fixed on the table.

“It’s Sirius.” He confessed quietly, Poppy biting back a small, knowing smile. “D’you really think I should tell him?”

“Remus, dear, I have a feeling Sirius fell for you a while ago.”

“You do?” The hope in his voice was enough to make Poppy stop holding back her smile, looking at Remus with a small, reassuring nod. She went to speak, when there was a knock at the office door.

“Come in!” She called, Remus turning to face the door that creaked open gently. James smiled at the two of them.

“Hey, sorry. Moony, charms starts in a few minutes.”

“Oh, right, yeah. Bye mum.” Remus said hurriedly, grabbing his bag and leaving with a wave.

It was decided, Remus was going to talk to him.

He was finally going to do it. Open his heart, risk getting rejected, and just…

Right after he tried talking to James.

Alright, he was a little scared to talk to Sirius, but who could blame him?

They had been set an essay in transfiguration, and as they worked at a comfortable noise level, Remus turned to James.

“Prongs?”

“Mhm?”

“Is Sirius… I don’t know, angry at me, or something?” He asked, hushed. James’ head snapped up then, eyes meeting Remus’, before turning to Sirius, a few seats across.

“How come?” James turned back to his essay, Remus trying to ignore his own nerves.

“He’s just been… avoiding me, lately.” Remus answered back. “Only the past few days. He tells you an obscene amount about his life, did I do something?” James shrugged, eyes flicking over to Sirius.

“You’ll have to ask him, mate. It’s not really my place to say anything.” Remus nodded, a little dejected, turning back to his work. “Unless you want my opinion, because I’m not actually telling you anything then.”

“I- yeah, sure, okay.”

“I’d say there’s a 0% chance he’s mad at you.” James answered plainly, shooting Remus a very specific glance. Remus frowned, confused.

“Alright, good. Then what’s going on with him?”

“Moony, I love you and all, but I’m begging you to talk to Sirius about this. Begging.”

“Oh, uh… alright?” He tried to turn back to his work, but if anything, James had confused him more. “I-“

“I will drag Pete out of the dorm just so you two can talk this evening.” James sounded a little desperate at this point, dropping his quill. “Just put an end to all of this, please.”

Evening.

Okay, so he had a few hours to prepare himself.

Also known as a few hours for his anxiety to heighten. A lot.

Still, there was no escape from it that evening, when James said he was going to the kitchens, dragging poor Peter out with him. James looked like he was going to combust if Remus didn’t follow through, so he was stuck. Stuck forcing himself to take a deep breath and walk to Sirius’ bed, who was sat flicking through a Quidditch book.

“Hey, can I talk to you?” Sirius jumped slightly, but still shut the book and shoved it aside.

“Sure.” Remus sat on the bed in front of Sirius, watching him for a few moments.

“Why are you avoiding me?” Sirius’ eyes widened.

“What? I- I haven’t been…”

“Sirius, don’t lie to me, please.” He didn’t realise that there was an element of pleading in his voice until he spoke, slightly surprised at how much he had missed talking to Sirius the way they had been. “The only time you’ve been talking to me is if we’re in a group, Padfoot. Have I- I don’t know, have I upset you?”

“No! No, of course you haven’t!” Sirius rushed to reassure Remus, but honestly? It didn’t change anything.

“Then what’s going on?” Sirius looked at him rather sadly, then, taking Remus off guard, but he kept pushing anyway, just wanting it to be over and done with. “It started after that- that conversation about my birth parents.” He added quietly. “And I know you wouldn’t judge me for that, so I- was it about you grabbing my hand? Were you worried about, I don’t know, giving me the wrong idea, or something? Because yeah, I’d started to wonder if that meant what I thought it meant, but if you’re that adamant that you don’t feel that way about me, just tell me, alright?”

“Feel…?” Sirius prompted, making Remus wonder how the hell he had fallen so hard for someone so oblivious.

“Listen, if I’m crazy for noticing anything, just tell me, but… recently, I thought that we- that something might have been happening, between us. That maybe you- you felt the same way, that you liked me… romantically. I can see now that was stupid, and we can just forget this conversation ever happened-“ Remus had started to get up and off the bed when Sirius practically launched himself across the space between them, falling over himself in an attempt to stop Remus from leaving.

It was so fucking endearing.

“Wait!” Remus turned, Sirius looking completely and utterly shocked. “Did you mean that?”

“Forgetting we had this conversation? I mean, yeah, if you want-“

“No, not that. That you like me. Romantically.”

“Oh.” Remus’ heart was thudding in his chest, every hair standing on edge. “…yeah. I thought it was kind of obvious, at this point. I’d just figured that you didn’t want to talk about it, so I dropped it.”

“I definitely didn’t know!” Sirius exclaimed, shaking his head. “Half the school see me falling over my feet for you! I thought you knew and didn’t feel the same way! I was just trying to make it easier for you!” Remus’ head was spinning. That was a lot of information to take in.

“So you- are you saying that you…?” Sirius finally seemed to take a pause, a genuine breath, deflating slightly as he scrubbed his hands over his face.

“This is… not how I wanted to do it.” He said with a groan. “I just kept panicking and not telling you! Remus, I- of course I like you. How couldn’t I? I mean, if you- if you want, we could go to Hogsmeade on Saturday? On a date? Just us? Well, I mean, obviously just us if it’s a date, I wouldn’t want to invite someone else on our date. If you actually want to go on a date, anyway.” Sirius was a stuttering, blushing mess.

Remus loved him so fucking much.

He was honestly surprised at how together he appeared on the outside when every inch of him was screaming to grab Sirius by the jacket and snog him senseless.

So, he did.

Well, it could hardly be called a snog. He just grabbed Sirius’ leather jacket, pulled him in and kissed him. A wave of uncontrollable euphoria washed over him gently, unable to hold back a smile against Sirius’ lips. After a moment, he pulled away and smiled at Sirius, a little breathless.

“I’d love to go to Hogsmeade.” He answered quietly, lips inches from Sirius’.

“Finally!” James’ voice rang out, the two of them turning to see him and Peter stood in the doorway, watching with amused smiles.

“Honestly, I thought you two would never stop dancing around your feelings.” Peter added, dropping down onto his bed, relieved.

Neither did Remus, and, from the look on Sirius face, he didn’t either. Their eyes met, Sirius smiling, hands tangled together, only one thought in Remus’ mind.

Fuck, he was lucky.

[iamgonnagetyouback]

𝟷𝚔 || 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄…?

♡ ︎ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: Tooth rotting fluff, James being an oblivious idiot

♡ ︎ꜱʜɪᴘ: oblivious!James Potter x fem!reader

James Potter had been in a mood all day, sulking in the corner of his dorm, chin resting on his knees as he stared dramatically at the wall. His glasses were askew, hair even messier than usual, and the sighs he kept releasing were loud enough to echo in the stone room.

“James, you’ve got to stop,” Remus said from his bed, flipping the page of his book. "It's exhausting just watching you."

James let out another exaggerated sigh, flopping onto his back, staring at the ceiling now. “Y/N used to call me James,” he said in a low, defeated voice.

Sirius, perched on his own bed, raised an eyebrow and looked at Remus, baffled. "Mate," he said flatly, "that's because it’s your fucking name."

James groaned, as if Sirius had physically slapped him with that reminder. "But now she’s going on a date… with someone else.” His voice broke at the end, his hand dramatically placed over his heart like he was on the verge of tears.

Remus, looking for the quickest way out of this melodramatic spiral, rolled his eyes. “You don’t even know who the date is with.”

“And that,” James sat up again, his hair sticking up like he’d been struck by lightning, “is the worst part! It could be anyone. Maybe that bloke from Ravenclaw with the fancy broom. Or worse, Snivellus.”

Sirius barked a laugh. “Snivellus? Dating Y/n? You’ve lost it, Prongs.”

Just then, there was a knock on the dorm door. Before James could collapse back into his theatrics, Peter jumped up to answer it. “I’ve got it!”

He pulled the door open, and there you stood, dressed up and looking absolutely stunning. Peter's jaw dropped, Remus immediately smiled, and Sirius gave a low whistle.

“You look amazing, darling!” Sirius grinned, eyeing James, who had turned his back to the door the second Peter opened it.

You smiled at them, giving a small twirl. "Thanks, boys!" Then, you glanced at James, who's now dramatically slumped against the headboard. “James, are you ready to go?”

James stiffened, eyes wide behind his glasses. “Ready?” He didn’t turn around, muttering, “Why would I be ready? I’m not going to third wheel on your date.” His voice cracked at ‘date,’ and you blinked, totally confused.

“What are you talking about, James?” you asked, giggling. “You are my date.”

That got his attention.

James scrambled to turn around, almost toppling off the bed. “Wait—what? Me? How? When?”

You tilted your head, laughing softly. “Yesterday, I asked if you wanted to go on a date with me, and you said yes.”

James blinked at you, utterly confused. He slowly turned to Remus, who gave him a look that said ‘You absolute idiot.’ Then, to Sirius, who rolled his eyes, and finally to Peter, who gave him an encouraging thumbs-up.

Realization hit him like a bludger to the head. “You weren’t joking?” he asked in disbelief, his face turning bright red.

You raised an eyebrow, still amused. “No, James, I wasn’t joking. Did you really think I was asking someone else?”

James jumped up so fast, he nearly tripped over his own feet. “Oh Merlin’s beard,” he muttered, rushing toward the door. “Give me two seconds, I—uh—just—hold on!”

He slammed the door in your face before you could even react.

You blinked at the wood in front of you, completely baffled. “Did he… just shut the door?”

Inside, James was rushing around like a madman, pulling off his shirt, rummaging through his trunk, grabbing a new one, throwing things around in the chaos. “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?!” he shouted at no one in particular, though it was probably aimed at Remus and Sirius.

“We did, mate,” Sirius snickered. “You just didn’t listen.”

James finally yanked on a half-decent shirt, and in his frantic haste, he opened the door, nearly knocking you over. He grabbed your hand, pulled you inside the dorm, and then he bolted out, closing the door behind him.

You were now standing alone in the middle of the boys' dorm, looking completely confused while the three Marauders tried and failed to stifle their laughter. Sirius doubled over, clutching his stomach.

“James… you’re killing me,” Remus wheezed, wiping a tear from his eye.

You glanced at them with a raised brow. “Is he always like this?”

“Only when he’s madly in love,” Peter grinned.

Before you could respond, there was another knock. The door creaked open, and there stood James, leaning against the doorframe, slightly out of breath, hair still a mess. His cheeks were bright red, and he looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“You look gorgeous,” he said, voice soft and sincere, his eyes wide with awe.

You couldn’t help but smile at his flustered, dorky charm. “Took you long enough to notice,” you teased, and he chuckled sheepishly.

Sirius called out, “Don’t leave her waiting again, Prongs!”

James held out his arm, and you gladly took it, flashing a playful grin at the other boys before the two of you headed out the door.

Sirius gave a final, dramatic sigh from behind you. "Our boy's growing up."

Remus just shook his head, laughing.