#emotional!sirius

[jjkyaoi]

the headcanon of regulus just being able to cry on command is horrifying but also the funniest thing i’ve ever fucking heard. like i imagine regulus is hanging out with the marauders, post black brothers reconciliation, and him and sirius are bickering and sirius JOKINGLY goes “well it’s not MY fault it’s impossible for you to show any emotion” and regulus blinks. and then just fully starts sobbing.

and james and remus and peter are all like ?!?!?! what the FUCK . RIGHTFULLY SO. and james’ heart is hurting so bad because he’s never seen regulus cry before and he’s trying to comfort him and hold him and regulus, (who is gay and a little shit) is just letting himself be hugged and letting james pet his hair or whatever and remus is like. sirius what the fuck apologize to your brother??????? because sirius has been sitting there the entire time unmoving and he just raises his eyebrows, completely unimpressed and deadpan when he goes, “you guys do know he’s faking right”. and then when remus and james both are like HUH??? torn between bewildered and angry with this reaction, regulus just extracts himself from james, face completely neutral but with tears drying on his cheeks, no sign of the heaving, hyperventilating sobs he’d fallen into literally a second ago and says “i win”. it terrifies peter so bad that he can’t look him in the eyes for a week

[daddiesdrarryy]

Sirius: So how’s fatherhood treating you?

Regulus: Good. I didn’t expect this much crying, though

Remus: Don’t worry, Reg, it’s normal for babies

Regulus: What? No, Harry is fine. I was talking about James

James, sobbing from the nursery: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!

[c0mbatchameleon]

I think regulus was the kid that cried over literally everything. all the other elementary school kids were so used to him just bursting into tears at least once a day. all it took was him getting a purple crayon instead of green or a noise he didn’t like or not getting a 100 on his spelling test and it’s over, the tears are flowing, he’s trying to hide it but doing a terrible job at it, sniffling. he was such a cute kid too it’s a little devastating to watch cuz he has such a sweet little face like an angel and his big buggy little kid eyes just look SO SAD. sirius is always getting pulled out of class and called to the main office and everyone in his class is like “oooo sirius is in trouble again” and of course little shit Sirius plays into it and is like yeahhh I’m bad but really it’s just bc the school figured out he’s the only thing that will calm reg down

[aithusarosekiller]

Funny modern au shit again 🙏

Regulus: Oh, my brother said he can come and get me so I'll be fine to get home on my own. He should be here any second now.

Pandora: Oh it's so sweet that you two are finally reconnecting. We'd love to meet him!

Sirius, pulling up on his motorbike like a textbook androgynous rockstar and climbing off to come and hug him: Hey Reggie! Good to see you.

Regulus: Hello, thanks for coming to get me.

Barty: ......That's your brother?

Regulus: Yes?

Sirius: Hey guys!

Dorcas: JESUS FUCK

Regulus: Um, okay. Can you all stop being weird? It's just my brother.

Evan: Reggie, there is no way you, mr-I-must-order-my-socks-by-brand-and-fabric, are related to THAT.

Sirius, nodding with an arm around Reg's shoulder: I say the same thing to myself every day...

Regulus: >:(

[poltoreveur]

No, I don't want a light sprinkle of angst, I want an emotional hurricane. I want the type of angst that shakes the very foundation of my being, the kind that makes my heart ache so deeply, I'm not sure I'll ever recover. I want it to tear me apart and put me back together, over and over again, until I feel like I've aged a lifetime in just one conversation. Bring on the pain, the tears, the gut-wrenching, soul-crushing angst.

[soup-of-the-daisies]

sometimes i think about how sirius’ room in grimmauld place was kept, much like regulus’, basically exactly how he left it and then i just think. his brother, his mother, his father—did they think it was temporary? did they expect him to come back one day, say hello, and move in again? did they believe he ought to be left alone to come to his senses on his own? he’s no son of theirs but they kept it. he was all but dead to them and they kept it.

it’s a mausoleum without a body to bury. regulus died once, sirius died twice, and their rooms are kept how they left it. capsules of a better time. kreacher ensured regulus’ memory stayed, but why hold onto the remnants of sirius? it’s like cutting your dead horse’s tail, like keeping your dog’s lead, like saving your cat’s collar—like wearing your grandma’s necklace or your dad’s coat, your mum’s scarf or your grandpa’s wristwatch.

they kept it. his schoolbooks were still on the shelves, as if he’d just gone on holiday and was expected back at any moment. he was dead to them and they kept it, made it into a metaphorical tomb, the unchanged bedroom of a dead child.

it’s like a reminder of failure. but can it still be a shrine if there’s nothing there to worship?

[strawberryspence]

i'm sick to my stomach thinking of james potter and how much he loved sirius and remus and peter and how he had such a lovely home where each and everyone of his friends are welcome and safe. only for his one and only son to grow up not even knowing what it felt like to be hugged.

[silence-between-seconds]

there's a thin line between being cunty and being a cunt. sirius black is that line.

[syoddeye]

my genuine experience every time i read surprise! ghoap:

i don't care if it's 'obvious' because it's tagged. i looked for that tag. i know it's coming and yet. when i hit that part of the fic where the emotional support sergeant or big scary goth dude shows up, i lose it. i am lucille bluth every time.

me: oh it's just some idiot with balloons

the author: oh, is it?

me: oh my GODDDD

[tealeavesandtrash]

Wolfstar Mirco Fic - @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: Anger Born of Worry - 511 words

The smell of antiseptic hits first. Remus wrinkles his nose at the overpowering scent invading his head and making his stomach churn. Blinking against the blinding white lights, the room swims into focus.

He doesn’t need to look at Sirius to feel his piercing glare burning into him.

“You proud of yourself?”

Remus stares at him in hazy confusion. He tries to say something but his mouth is too dry, throat too tight to get the words out.

Sirius clicks his teeth in annoyance but pours him a glass of water nonetheless. There’s a disconcerting juxtaposition between his gentle touch as he helps Remus sit up enough to drink and his furious expression.

There’s a rotten taste on his mouth - dead flesh from whatever Moony was hunting.  The water washes away enough that he doesn’t need to lean over the edge of the bed and hurl.

“‘m fine,” Remus manages to get out. 

Sirius lets out a humourless laugh. “You’re fine?” he repeats disbelieving. “That’s how you'd describe this?”

Remus blinks, slowly trying to process and piece together fragmented memories from the full moon. He feels relatively fine, a little fuzzy maybe and his limbs are heavy and numb, but there isn’t any actual pain. He runs over his chest, over a thick layer of bandages. The logical part of his brain knows the pain will come, but he’s too tired to comprehend that at the moment.   

Sirius stands abruptly. The loud scrape of the chair goes straight through Remus making him wince. He can feel the anxious energy rolling off Sirius in waves, knows if they were somewhere less public he probably would have shifted into Padfoot by now. 

“I found you face down in some fucking puddle in the middle of fuck-all-nowhere,” Sirius rants, pacing as Remus’ brain tries desperately to keep up. “Some good fucking morning that was - finding my boyfriend half drowned in mud and his own blood because he’s too fucking stubborn to ask for help. You're so fucking lucky I could track you, if Padfoot hadn’t caught your scent you-” he cuts off abruptly, breath-hitching as the words catch in his throat.

The silence stretches out as Sirius slumps back into the chair like a puppet with cut strings, all his energy disapparating. “We’re not doing this again,” he says quietly, head hung as he stares at the floor. 

“Doing what?” Remus manages, voice rough and raw. 

“Any of this,” Sirius says quietly, finally glancing up to meet Remus’ eye. He looks so tired. “Spending the full moon alone, sneaking off not telling anyone where you’re going. It has to end.” 

“The missions-“

“I don’t care about the missions,” Sirius cuts in. “I can’t keep waiting around, not knowing if you’re okay or if you’ve torn yourself to shreds - I can’t do it.”

Remus swallows thickly. “What are you saying?”

Sirius runs his hands down his face. “I don’t know,” he says quietly, leaning back to stare at the ceiling. “But this is killing me, Remus. It's not fair. I can’t do it anymore.”

[redrosyrose]

imagine sirius being so emotional at regulus' and james' wedding.he can't stop sobbing,even though he's standing right behind james and keep dropping the flowers' petals.

but eventually he decide he have to say something so he snatched the mic and ended the wedding with "i'm sure that you two will last forever like the sun & Regulus always last in the sky.i hope you two will keep chasing,seeking for each other like Regulus always seek for the sun,and the sun would chase 'till the star find it."then they are all burst into tears and regulus immediately surge towards to hug him without flinches.

[that-bitch-kat3]

grey: sirius black

blue: remus lupin

[arliedraws]

Do you think Sirius did love his mom after all?

Yep! He loved her. He loved her so much and hated himself for it, though he would never admit to it. Or perhaps he never realized he loved her. But yeah, I believe he did. He’s just so bitter about her. I think he wanted her approval and wanted her to love him. And she did love him but in a cruel way—a horrible, manipulative, emotionally abusive way.

She nitpicks, insults, criticizes, and then drops a rare bit of praise whether it’s half a smile or her hand lingering on his shoulder, just enough to give him a shred of hope. But he’s never enough and he’ll never be enough.

[hyperfocuscentre]

i’m gonna make a statement and the sirius/severus fans might not like this one but…

sirius and severus are very much opposite sides of the same coin.

(before you continue, i would just like to suggest proceeding with caution as i will be mentioning topics such as abuse and bullying).

sirius grew up with wealth and privilege, severus did not. however, it’s heavily implied in canon that they both experienced some form of abuse whether it be mental or physical. gonna sight some sources because i’ve had people argue with me over that:

^ as shown above, we get a lot from sirius that suggests the way his mother’s portrait acts is similar to the way she acted in life (although presumably more extreme). furthermore, we get a direct comparison of harry’s childhood house to sirius’ from harry himself, implying there’s similarities in their treatment and the memories formed in these households.

it was actually much harder to find evidence for severus’ possible abuse, but there’s definitely signs of neglect. he was obviously poor, so his appearance might just be a reflection of that but the stuff about the arguing and his father’s distaste for everything does imply abuse.

^ as shown above, this is actually considered a form of emotional abuse.

ANYWAY, onto my original point! both sirius and severus do negative things, possibly as a result of this abuse:

- severus’ distaste for muggles, stemming from a young age, is arguably because of his father. he joins the death eaters and picks prejudice friends as a result. however, it’s also possible he joined the death eaters to feel powerful, considering it’s implied he’s felt anything but throughout his childhood (and also during hogwarts because of james and sirius). this, obviously, is an awful decision and cannot be justified but it’s always interesting to look deeply into the motives of morally grey characters.

- also, he rejects his surname and creates the title ‘half-blood prince’ which probably suggests bad relations with his father (or maybe he just wanted a cool name, although that’s not an argument that fits with my yapping).

- sirius similarly seeks power through his constant defiance: he becomes a gryffindor (there is some level of choice during the sorting, remember!), he completely opposes his parents beliefs and was probably only further motivated by their mistreatment considering he ends up disowned. additionally, he seeks out power through bullying in canon. it’s a well known fact that bullies maybe be acting this way due to bad situations in their home life.

arguably, these two guys are acting out in attempt to combat their shitty situations.

FINALLY, in adulthood these two guys seem to be heavily controlled by their past. sirius never got the chance to mature and grieve, stuck in a prison with creatures that literally sucked the happiness and positivity out of him. he was stunted, dealing with his grief and incapable of joining society. instead, he got trapped in his childhood home which was probably full of great memories!! (sarc) he remains impulsive and clearly still holds his childhood grudge against severus.

severus’ only purpose for living was avenging lily (i believe?). he joined dumbledore in attempt to save her, and then just continued to help him when he failed. he’s very clearly burdened by his mistakes and stuck grieving for his past friendship. adding onto that, he can’t let go of his anger at the marauders: he takes it out on harry, absolutely jumps at the chance to get sirius ‘kissed’ and blatantly despises remus.

i’m done! i’m not doing a conclusion because i hate those so… enjoy my badly worded ramble? please don’t be mean in the comments if you disagree!

[starset-sarsaparilla]

apparently i beat lonesome road on yaoi day so i’m spreading my courier six/ulysses propaganda

[waxingrunes]

I’m seeing too much of this across all channels and I need to write a little something on my humble blog with my humble amount of followers, because how else am I going to get this off my chest.

Some of you need to remember that this whole world we created is pure, fiction. It’s based off fiction and we are building off fiction, forking off in different directions with characters we love.

The canon vs fanon debate is ongoing and quite honestly, mind numbingly pointless and you all consistently contradict and overlap one another with whatever discourse you’re riding that week. You lot wanna argue a point by saying, “these are my hc’s and I can do what I like with them stop taking everything so seriously teeheehehehe” then uno reverse that the next minute by screaming, “that would never happen *insert name* is this or is that” but fuck canon right? Fuck JKR? Or is it more, fuck the parts of canon I don’t like and I’ll take the parts I do so I can shove them down the throats of creators who represent these characters in an opposing light. The amount of posts I’ve seen floating around these sites that are people preaching to their audiences about how dumb they are (unless it’s meant to be satire, I’m not a brainless sensitive lump with no humour bone) for liking certain things, or enjoying certain things, or preferring certain aspects in a character is astounding. Take pause before jumping on your high horse over a fictional character and shaming people for moulding them into what they enjoy. Is this not the beauty of fiction, imagination; the ability to twist and turn over different traits and appearances within our palms and make them into our own little dress up dolls?

Here’s my two cents as a WOLFSTAR artist, not a Marauders— if I want to make Sirius into a teacup and Remus into a sea slug and have him curl up to sleep every night in his bowl, then I’ll do that with fine china detail. If I want to make Sirius someone who refuses to wear nothing but a specific shade of tangerine and Velcro strapped trainers, I will. One day I might throw Moony into a boxing ring and have him be a middleweight champion, stained by the blood of his opponent whilst his wolf is chomping at the bit to come out just before the full moon threatens to take centre stage. If I want to make Sirius 6ft tall and Remus 5ft1, I will. Why not draw an AU of them as the rocks from Everything, Everywhere All At Once? Maybe, they can be something as simple as a boy and a boy who look the way you want them to look, fuck the way you want them to fuck and fall in love and fight, and scream, and cry, and make up a million different ways.

Let’s get more specific as the seal’s broken. Why not make Remus plus sized and give him a beard or a dad’s bod at age 23. Or maybe because he’s lighter haired he doesn’t have dark hair like that and only has a smattering of it across the ugliest of his scars. Consider this— moony with softer hips but fuller sturdy shoulders. Or long, slender limbs with a deceptively hidden strength owing to his wolf, stronger than James though he doesn’t look it. Onto Sirius, try to tell me I’m not going to put him in thigh highs and fem the shit out of him whilst he holds a bat in one hand covered in the blood of someone who tried to disrespect his Moons. Alert the press when someone erases every single one of his tattoos only to replace them with hyperpigmentation. What about giving him a beater’s build and a long thick trail of naval hair that he likes to call his ‘seeker’s delight’. What about a hairless Sirius who has a soft life and likes to make herself pretty for her 6ft 4 boyfriend every weekend when he gets on the train to visit.

How about, I stick with my personal holy take on the boys and present you with a harmless middle ground where Moony is whatever the fuck I want him to be physically, emotionally, or characteristically but always a wet fucking cloth for Sirius. A grape, under a thumb, you could say. And a Sirius, who is too whatever I want him to be physically, emotionally, or characteristically but will always be Moony’s biggest cheerleader.

Stay with me whilst I offer you the brain stretching, risky, taboo thought for you to ponder on: stop trying to please people. Stop absorbing all these takes that pressure you into thinking you’ve got to include every fucking thing that shaves you down and boxes you into their squeaky clean little creator! Indulge in what you like. Make it public, make it known and make it as loud as you want. Feels good on this side of freedom.

Lastly, quick (none of this has been quick) circle back to myself being a Wolfstar artist, not a Marauders one. I will not be shamed into drawing the women in this fandom, I will not try to even out my art with equal parts women and men, in fear of being called misogynistic. I came here for Wolfstar and I stay for them; I get 95% of my muse from them and enjoy drawing these idiots nearly every single day when I can. I’ve a busy life, a job, the luxury of a family that love me and a couple friends I’d like to keep too. If and when I draw, it’s going to be what I want to draw and want to indulge in, not to check off your boxes of inclusion. I am not going to defend my choice of indulgence to you. I am not going to refute women or wlw ships and in fact, eat up stories or art where they’re prominent. Will I have muse or will to do a piece on them? Probably not. If I do, I will and if it’s not done to a standard deemed appropriate enough by the council, well shit I hope I get an honourable mention in one of your hate threads on Twitter.

Grow up. I am the type of person who has a more or less rigid taste on these boys and what I, enjoy representing them like and you runts will run your throats hoarse before I turn an ear. I am not the type of person to see someone who doesn’t like what I prefer and start slamming my keyboard and slap them with a red card. I’ll move on but appreciate the take in silence. Some of you really, come across like you’re stomping your feet in a tantrum, some of you sound like you’ve never been told to shut the fuck up a day in your life and some of you, some of you, really think you’re a messiah.

Fuck your canons, fanons and righteous attitudes towards people who are quite literally, not real. You are not a deity of the Marauders, you are a fucking loser offline just like the rest of us.