#i love sirius sm you don’t understand

[stistilinskii]

sirius from the very first day was walburga’s pride and joy, she loved him with her entire heart. her very own heir, and as he grew up this love only grew. sirius, who was extremely talented, and smart, and knew that his place was above others. who could be cruel when he wanted to, he reminded walburga of herself.

but then he went to hogwarts, and what at first were simple pranks that she hoped he would grow out of, turned into outright rebellion. her love for him began to twist into something dark and twisted. it became harsh words and brutal punishments.

sirius, who grows up with everything being handed to him, yet he knows it isn’t enough, and he knows it is superficial, weighing on him being the perfect heir. and he loves his mother, but he doesn’t think she’s a good person, yet he defends her, even when james looks uncomfortable and remus storms out of the room.

He loves her until it snaps, and he’s suddenly thrown out of his house. his house that he’s always known yet despised, a brother who hasn’t looked him in the eyes in years, even though he did everything for him, even though he was the sole reason he stayed so long. a mother that he once believed loved him yet is the cause of all his suffering. he knew this day was coming, in fact he wished for it, so why has it created an in unfixable ache in his heart?

Walburga, who curses her son as she blasts his face off the painting on the wall. foolish, ungrateful, blood traitor boy, she gave him everything, did she not? every punishment was for his best, how can he not see that? how can he not see her love? her hands are tainted with blood.

regulus, who watches from the corner. who looks like his brother yet is much more flawed. he does not have the same power, the same courage, yet he yearns for it, he’s yearned for it all his life, for what he sees as his mothers love, but sirius took all of it, and stole it from him. he is spiteful, he hates his brother with everything in him, for throwing everything away, but he’s grateful for this chance, even though he knows he will never escape the shadow that sirius cast infront of him.

regulus before he enters the cave. he still hates his brother, but he understands him now. he understands the grip of his mother’s love, it drowns him long before he ever enters that cave.

walburga dying soon after regulus’ death. of heartbreak.

sirius, his face on the front page of every magical newspaper. he has his mother’s sharp features, he thinks he has finally made her proud- a part of him always wanted that, didn’t it? everyone left will look at the picture and will say it was expected, that of course the black heir was nothing but an evil creature. they do not know that he is innocent, that he spent most of his life trying escape his family name, trying to be good, trying to cure himself of the cruelty that he inherited from his mother.

[themoonandthedogstar]

jkr writing (and this is straight from the poa book btw) “Lupins eyes suddenly widened, as though he was seeing something beyond Black, something none of the rest could see” and getting upset/shocked people ship wolfstar is insane

[moonstruckme]

hi lovely!! i love your writing sm, was wondering if i could request poly! marauders x shy! reader!! like they try to fluster her whenever they can, maybe leading to smut? totally okay if not, just thought i’d ask, hope you’re well <3

Thanks for requesting!

poly!marauders x shy!reader ♡ 625 words

“He-llo, gorgeous,” Sirius says as you walk into the boys’ dorm, and you know instantly that it’s going to be a trying afternoon. “Who gave you permission to look that good on a Tuesday, huh?”

You feel blood rush to your face, but you put all the severity you can into one word as you sit on Remus’ bed, far as you can get from your smirking boyfriend. “Quit.” 

You should have known it would only encourage him. Sirius arches one eyebrow, smile spreading like a blight across his pretty face. “Oh I see. Feeling bold today, are we? Wanna repeat that, pretty girl?” 

You don’t, actually. Your daily quota of boldness has hit its limit.

Sirius is downright gleeful at your silence. “Aw, come on. I love it when you boss me around, sweetheart. Moony, isn’t she cute when she tells us what to do?” 

“I wouldn’t know.” Remus’ voice is quiet behind you, lilting in that way it gets when he’s particularly amused. “She never does it with me.” 

James laughs from where he’s digging through his wardrobe, fishing out a pair of sweats to change into from his robes. “Only you, Pads. You’re the only one who pushes her that far.” 

“Mm, but she gives up too easily.” You can hear the pout in Sirius’ voice, can feel his stare boring into the top of your head, but you don’t look up from where you’ve begun picking your nails. 

“Hey.” Remus’ hand wraps around yours, shielding your fingertips from one another. You tense. “Don’t do that.” 

“Sorry,” you say, but the word is barely audible, barely more than breath. 

“What was that?” You can feel him shifting around you on the bed. When you still won’t look up, he slides to the floor, crouching in front of you to capture your eyes. “Look at me, darling.” 

You do, for the half of a second it takes for him to smirk, and then you realize his game, the sneaky bastard. You can feel your heartbeat in your face. You know you have to be red as a stop sign, but neither Remus or Sirius will heed you. 

You look to James, your softhearted angel, for help. Remus chuckles, hand flattening against the side of your knee to rub soothingly, but you know better than to fall for that now. After a few moments of silence, James glances over. His eyes soften into warm brown mush when he sees the plea on your face. 

“Aw, sweetheart,” he coos, forgoing his search for a shirt and opening his arms as he comes your way. “Are they being cruel?” 

You’re not ready to commit to slander, but you accept his hug readily. He steals you from Remus’ grasp, taking you into his hold and scrubbing a hand up and down your spine while he laughs. 

“You should be ashamed of yourselves,” he teases the other boys, palm steadfast on your back. “Ganging up on our poor girl like that.” 

“Hey, I just wanted her to know that she looks nice,” Sirius says, and without removing your face from James’ neck you can picture his don’t-shoot gesture. “Anyway, it seems like she got what she wanted in the end.” 

James’ laughter starts up again, a low rumble in his chest that has you tensing warily. “Ah, I think I understand,” he says, voice turning smooth as velvet. “You just wanted to feel me up while I’m shirtless, is that right, sweetheart?” 

You make a quiet, miserable sound, slumping against him despondently as his shoulders shake underneath you. 

“You little pervert,” James goes on, teasing tone at odds with the steady patting of his hand on your back. “Lucky for you I’m willing to be objectified, you freak.” 

[futurecorps3]

Sirius black with a busty reader

𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Masterlist<3

MINORS STAY AWAY I'LL BLOCK EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU, THIS IS +18!!! See also… All marauders versions in my marauders masterlist<3

I want you all to picture me giggling and kicking my feet while writing this 'cause this is my main hoe 🤭💗

-BUYS. YOU. NECKLACES.

-I'll die on this hill dear god

-Pretty silver chains, golden necklaces with expensive charms, you name it! HE SPOILS YOU SM BECAUSE THOSE ARE EXPENSIVE ASF TOO?????

-Yk that good house of Black money n shit hehe

-Loves seeing how it sometimes gets in the middle of your tits and pulls it out himself, definitely touching you more than necessary

-"Wait, I'm almost there doll" "Do you need to bury your face in my boobs to get that crow charm out?” you deadpan with a smile, looking down at the pretty boy, feeling his nose dig in like he’s on a treasure hunt

-“Helps my visibility” yeah visibility my ass he loves your pretty tits

-He’s the “Wear what you want, I can fight” type of guy <3 (all of them are!!!)

-Will and has gotten into fights if someone’s staring and making you uncomfortable. No one disrespects his girl like that:)

-L E A T H E R T O P S

-You both wear leather tops that show your belly and chests, matching ones ofc!!!

-Remus loves sweaters, James loves crop tops

-Sirius lives for seeing you in lacy bras AND his leather jacket:(

-Boy gets heart eyes, jaw to the floor, drooling, screaming (ofc the boys mock him for it<3)

-“You’ll catch flies with that mouth, Pads” Remus smirks, watching Sirius watch you having a conversation with some Ravenclaw girl as you pour more fire whiskey on your glass “Shut it Moons” he replies, dreamy voice too entranced to even comprehend the chaos the party around him was causing

-Speaking of parties, he loves doing vodka shots from your boobs.

-Ogles them sm and compliments them all the fucking time!!!!!

-He’s shameless about it as well

-"Your tits look amazing" with a lovesick expression on his face like he genuinely loves them so so so much

-He knows his friends stare and he doesn’t mind as long as you don’t either. Boosts his ego quite a lot tbh!!

-If you feel uncomfortable, he’ll definitely do something about it! The boys would never make you uneasy, of course. They look away to be respectful, but those small glances have Sirius all cocky

-Having said THAT…

-Marks u up <3

-I’m talking love bites, scratches, hickeys

-Makes sure to make them on a regular basis so they don’t fade out with time

-Yes the boys have walked in on him marking you many times

-“Fucking hell Padfoot just lock the bloody door” James groans while covering his eyes since he knew damn well his best friend wasn’t stopping. “Hey Prongs” you giggle “Hi darling” he says, still not looking at you guys

-“Could you tell your pig boyfriend to lock the door next time?” “ITS AN ART YOU WOULDNT GET IT!!!” he yells, but the sound comes out muffled and barely understandable. “We’ll try” you muse, giggling slightly as the other boy left the room

-Won’t do any of these if he knows it bothers you!! Respectful legend <3

-So, summing it up

-He absolutely adores your boobs, is very much shameless about it and will not tolerate bullshit from anyone <3

[bruisedboys]

KNIVES OUT - sender  comes  to  receiver  after  being  injured .

with rugby!james!!! please. maybe patching him after a game idk up to u bae <3

aerial aerial I love u sm for this u don’t understand. rugby james <3333

summary: james hurts his wrist and thinks you worry too much

fem!reader 0.7k words

James is just coming back from his X-ray when he spots you sitting in the waiting room, next to Remus. You look frazzled, your knee bouncing like it always does when you’re worried about something, your nails lodged between your teeth. He knows they’ll be bitten down to stubs by the end of the night.

He thanks the nurse who’s ushering him and then makes a beeline for you. Remus sees him first, nudges you and points. You look up just as he’s about to say your name.

“James,” you say, and stand up so fast James is worried you’ve gotten a headrush. You meet him halfway, looking like you want to touch him but you stop when you see his wrist in its sling.

“James,” you say again. Now that he’s gotten a better look at you he thinks you’ve been crying. Your eyes aren’t red but your eyelashes are all shiny and wet. “Baby. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” James says. “Really, it’s—“

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t there,” you interrupt, your bottom lip going a bit wobbly. “I feel so bad, Jamie, I—“

“Angel.” James touches your face with his good hand, wraps his fingers around your jaw and presses his palm to your cheek to get you to stop talking. “It’s okay. Don’t be sorry, you couldn’t have known this was gonna happen tonight.”

You bite your lip. Your eyes are starting to water over. “I know, but. I should’ve been at your game.”

James tuts at you. “Y/N, darling.” He drags his thumb under your eye where a tear is collecting, then swaps over to the other side to wipe away those tears.

“Stop apologising. It’s okay.” He gives you a grin that he hopes will help you to stop looking so sad. It’s breaking his heart, the look on your face. “And you know, I’m glad you weren’t there. I think maybe you’d break up with me if you ever saw me eat shit that badly.”

You giggle wetly. It’s kind of adorable. James kisses your cheek and then you’re leading him to sit down in between you and Remus. Sirius is nowhere to be seen, probably at the vending machine somewhere.

“What’s the verdict?” Remus asks him, who James knows is not as worried about his wrist as you are, but pretty close. He’d almost broken the speed limit on the way here.

James looks at you. He doesn’t want to lie to you, but he also doesn’t want to worry you more than you already are. He tries to soften the blow.

“Uh. It’s— they think it’s just a fracture,” he says, mostly to you. He hopes by putting ‘just’ in front of it he’ll make it sound not as bad as it is. It doesn’t work.

“A fracture?” You say, whirling on him, worried all over again. “So, what, it’s broken?”

James looks at Remus for help. Remus gives him a look like don’t look at me.

“Kind of?” James says, wincing. The real answer is yes, it is broken. But he’s not about to say that to you. You make a face at his answer (or lack of) so he reassures quickly, “Really, honey. It’s just a small fracture, baby. It’ll heal in no time.”

You don’t look convinced. You sigh and grab James’ good hand, pushing your fingers in between his.

“James,” you sigh again.

All the sighing makes James sigh, too. He knew this would be how you’d react. Knew you’d probably cry over him, no matter how much he wishes you wouldn’t. If he’s being honest, he’d react the same, probably worse.

“I’m okay,” he reassures you again. He’s gonna say it a million times if he has to. And really, he is okay. He’d be much worse if he didn’t have a lovely, kind girlfriend worrying over him. He squeezes your hand and hopes you feel how grateful he is for you. “They’re gonna fix me up and then we’re gonna go home and cuddle. Okay?”

You look up at him. Looking half sad and half hopeful. “How am I ever gonna cuddle you properly with a cast in the way?”

James laughs, so loud the people sitting in front of him turn around, but he hardly cares. He lifts your hand to his lips and kiss kiss kisses along your wrist.

“We’ll figure it out, angel.”

-

[rweoutofthewoods]

I’ve been meaning to start your bpd reg fic and i’m scared after the ask with people getting angry at sirius , is sirius going to be like negative portrayed like a guilty person for regulus issues? 🥲🥲 i don’t think you do this but i love sirius sm and i’m sick of seeing him portrayed as a bad brother. like he had it arguably worse than regulus, who is canonically a wizard nazi… like i don’t get the flip and switch to making regulus a victim and sirius like the bad one 😭😭😭.

Firstly, no hate to you at all anon, but I don’t like people referring to death eaters as “Nazis” on my blog. as someone who’s great grandparents survived the holocaust… I prefer we keep that comparison, however harmless it’s meant, off of here. There are other bad things and other bad people, but Nazis are Nazis, death eaters are fictional.

Secondly, Sirius isn’t a bad brother at all! HOWEVER, regulus might see him that way in the beginning, but that doesn’t it true. His POV is warped and his perception is not entirely accurate. Regulus doesn’t understand Sirius, and Sirius isn’t good at communicating his true feelings, so it’s complex, but regulus’ feelings aren’t necessarily the truth. I always beg people to trust me, because I never would needlessly villainize either of the black brothers and I try to approach their childhood and relationships with nuance. Because it’s not black and white, and it’s natural for resentment and difficulties to linger between them. None of my main characters are ever the villain. People make mistakes and poor decisions, they treat each other badly, but that’s being human, and I always try to show why they deserve forgiveness and room to grow even when they do bad things. Because all of us have done bad things in our lives, ESP when it comes to family, it can be too easy to treat them poorly when things are hard.

[sirius-archive]

Hello my beautiful cinnamon buns,

First off im not really sure if anyone uses tumblr anymore lol. But I wanted to give my love to everyone who’s stuck with me 😭😭😭 I love you sm.

Second I want to address what’s happening with Chaos Theory and Young Gods. I’m not going to lie; I was plagued with writers block for months and wasn’t sure what I wanted to do. So I swapped my uni course from veterinary medicine to literature and creative writing which has helped me immensely and it’s something I really enjoy!

Then my dog died and I got diagnosed with a rare disease after a two year rollercoaster of endless specialist appointments, blood tests, biopsies, ED visits and procedures ✌️so that was fun.

The new diagnoses meant I have spent a lot of time resting and My new uni course has kind of steered me in a new direction and I can’t help but notice how cringe my writing used to be 💀 like you guys deserve so much better than the cringe shit I used to write lol.

So anyway all this is to say that I have not given up on my two WIPS. I’ve kind of got an idea of what I want with Chaos Theory but it’s just a matter of writing it. I’m also not sure if I should start in Year 3 or Year 4 because I’ve got ideas for both. As for young gods I haven’t given up on that either. That’s all I can say for that lol.

I want to also add that I’ve created a new account bc this one is connected to an email address I don’t use anymore. I’ll no longer be active here. So sign up here if you still want to live w me in hell. @sirius

Anyway that’s all for now my beautiful butterflies 🦋 I love you all! Thank you for sticking with me and if you haven’t I understand totally lol.

[ellecdc]

RAAAA POLY MARAUDERS BRAINROT (plus lily ofc we love her)

So they'd all be super supportive of a trans partner (trans masc anon here:D ) but I just feel like remus is especially supportive and understanding bc he understands what it's like to hate a part of yourself you can't easily change (werewolf ofc) so as much as they all support you, remus is the sweetest and the one you turn to 1st when you're feeling down abt it

You’re so right; I think Sirius might also identify with some of the more emotional side of things? Feeling like society has put expectations on you (I.e., being a sex/gender you don’t identify as and being a proper Pureblood heir) and then feeling like you’ve somehow ‘failed’ those expectations if that made sense?

But Remus knows what it feels like to feel wrong in your own body and like it’s actively working against you sometimes; reader with their life living inside a XX or XY body when knowing in their heart that they’re not, and him living inside the body of a ‘monster’ when he knows in his heart that he’s not 🫶

I love them all sm kesnudaisienaodineafo

[iheartmoons]

HI OMG

i just finished reading it and my heart.

sirius being happy for remus and being happy that he’s moved in but also wanting him to love him back at the same time </333

“i’m happy you’ve found someone, except i’m not.” sirius my baby oh my god. and him saying that he’d let remus come back if he still wanted to be sirius’ 😭😭 I CANT BREATHE

i love this sm you actually don’t understand i’m heartbroken and i fully believe that remus still loves him and sirius just doesn’t see it

AJSJF THANK U <33 i’m very very glad you enjoyed it, and honestly same - i believe remus still loves him. sirius is just too oblivious ☹️

i wanna just hold sirius and tell him it’s alright and make them kiss or something OH GOD

[ravenoclock]

SKAJDJSKANAN ive been putting off reading this fic since i learnt of its existence cuz it’s canon compliant and all that. i haven’t even finished it yet and can SENSE my mental health deteriorating by the moment… but i feel like I’m processing it better than when i read crimson rivers and the hand that feeds (GOD THOSE TWO KILLED ME) cuz i had no one to talk to abt those fics so i was suffering in silence so tysm <3.

UR RIGHT. THE PRONGSFOOT. AGSHAHJAHAH. they’re so toxic and i hate it and i love it and it’s all so confusing because i feel sm for them and I can’t understand it all.

OKOK ON TO CHAPTER 8….

“How do you let go?”

“I don’t know”

(You never know.)

fuck. that… wow. just…speechless. i’m speechless rn.

JAMES MY POOR BABY :(( Effie and Monty dying and him just throwing himself off whatever cliff he was on and Sirius being like ‘if we go down we go down together’ too seriously (it’s literally in his name idk what I expected). Sirius being enabler of the century because she’ll love James unconditionally no matter what and the whole anything you can do I can do better thing so they’re basically enabling each other to destroy themselves and continue to destroy themselves.

JAMES HAVING FOUR SECRET STASHES. WHAT THE ACTUAL-

oh and Remus’ lingering gaze. we see you mf. (so does Sirius but they don’t know wtf it is they want).

OH AND HARRY IN THE WOMB. HARRY POTTER IS IN THE GODDAMN FUCKING WOMB BECAUSE JAMSS FORGOT THE SPELLS AND SJSBSJAJJAJAJAJAJ. they were both grieving and their hopes are all piled onto this child and it’s just so so fucking sad and heartbreaking and they all deserved to live and love and all that corny bullshit they NEVER GOT TO DO. none of them are dead yet (most of them are like halfway there ;-;) and i’m not doing that okay. SIRIUS IS GODFATHER!!! YESSSSSSSS!!! and her being like ‘i don’t know how to love i just know what it feels to not have it’ is just EJHDSHJS WHYYYYYYYY.

Sirius, who exists at ends of two extremes, no middle ground, no fixed point. He is always too much and never enough. A man who cries, and someone crying, who is not a man. Sirius doesn't get to live in absolutes; when he's at his weakest, he wishes he could, just for the ease of it, just to know something and, if he's lucky, not hate it.

hey. my (nonexistent) therapist wants to call you up for wrecking me like this. that was a fucking bomb drop. not cool. i had to take a lap around the room (or 9) after reading this or else i was gonna cry cuz DAMN. WHAT YHE FUCK.

is this like a universal experience? where everyone feels like they’re too much yet not enough at all? cuz like I think it all the time and im sure there are more people who do?? im not at all comparing my situation to that of Sirius’ in this fic, but im just curious. have you ever felt that way before?

WOLFSTAR MAKING UP FROM A NONEXISTENT BREAKUP CUZ THEY WETENT EVEN TOGETHER IS SO THEM. HAVE I MENTIONED HOW MYCH I LOVE THEM?? I DONT THINK SO. I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOR. REMUS BEING LIKE ‘THIS IS GOOD’ AND SIRIUS INTERNALLY COMBUSTING FROM HOW SWEET HE IS LIKE CHRIST SIRIUS HE WAS ALWAYS THERE AND ALWAYS IN LOVE AND ALWAYS WILLIBG TO TRY BUT SIRIUD DIDNT WANT TO BELIEVE IT (cuz of the whole ‘he deserves better and you know it’ and all his other self dialogue that isn’t exactly healthy and happy) BUT ARGEHSJSH. I CANT THINK STRAIGHT WITH THEM. THE FLUFF. LOVE LOVE LIVE LIVE LOVE LIVE LOVE. im gonna ignore the fact that it’s canon compliant rn cuz they’re happy so im happy and the whole world must be happy and allow them to be happy for the rest of time (AHEM IM LOOKING AT U BALDY VOLDY) anyways when i read chapter 9 I’ll be back :)).

@labyrinthhofmymind

the following content has spoilers for a fic called presque vu by bizarrestars.

I WILL BE KEEPING U UPDATED BECAUSE I NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO ABT THIS. ITS TOO LATE TO BACK OUT.

ANYWHO;

SIRIUS SAYING REG AND JAMES ARE THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO KNOW ENOUGH TO LOVE HIM KILLED ME. I DIED. WTF.

OH AND THE SETTLE DOWN THING AND HOW SIRIUS FOESNT WANT TO SETTLE DOWN. AND REMUS BEING LIKE ‘YEAH I WOULD FOR THE RIGHT PERSON’ AND LOOKING AT SIRIUS AND SIRIUS IS LIKE ‘he deserves better and you know it’ NOO, LOVE, YOU ARE SOULMATES PLS PLS RECONSIDR. DJJSSJSJSJ.

also Sirius’ whole thing about not wanting to label because why the fuck do you have to label is so real. it’s literally what I tell my friends when they ask why I don’t label and they just look at me weird (except for one of them who said—to my face btw— ‘there’s so many labels just pick one’). anyways Sirius spiralling and being like ew why tf is he making me spiral (abt Dearborn) is SO FUNNY (ik it was like an angsty scene and all but they made me crack up).

Peter yelling ‘don’t forget to use the spells’ is so USHAKAKNS. WHY?! and knowing he’s a spy…. have I mentioned that I want to rip my hair out? No? currently ripping my hair out.

…the chapter ending? the ending of chapter 7??? excuse me??? WHY DID SIRIUS DO THAT. the heartbreak I could feel from Remus. WTF. also I don’t think Sirius did it (the thing with Dearborn) but again, he’s an extremely unreliable narrator so who tf actually knows. idk tho. can I say I’m neutral unless it’s confirmed that he did or didn’t do it? what do u think? wolfstar is so problematic and low key toxic but DHSHJS I LOVE RHEM SM. GAH. also the paranoia in this chapter with Sirius suspecting Remus as the spy… WHY. WHYWHYWHYWHYWHYWHY??!!!!!? canon compliant fics will be the death of me I swear. they’re like a drug you can’t get enough of with the full knowledge that it’s not that good for you. anywho. also Sirius is like ‘I wouldn’t settle down not because you don’t deserve it but because I don’t’ and I find that heartbreaking. :(( Sirius you are loved.

when I finish the next few chapters I’ll post another rant. tysm for reading!!

[tired-bisexual-brainrot]

one of my favorite hc’s is that james and marlene grew up together. just imagine them knowing each other since they were babies. i love them they’re platonically so top tier <3

like imagine they get to hogwarts and both make friends that they hang out with all the time so their groups kinda combine and one day in like 5th year they’re all talking abt funny stories from their child hood or something and marlene starts laughing turns to james and is like “jamie do you remember when we were 6 and your parents let us watch that muggle disney movie snow white and you liked it sm that the next day when i came over you said “hi hoe” because you were referring to the song and didn’t know abt the other meaning” and james ofc gets super embarrassed but everyone else just stops for a second and sirius says “YOU TWO KNEW EACH OTHER WHEN YOU WERE SIX??!!?!?” marlene: “dumbass we’ve known each other since we were born, why are you just now figuring this out?” remus: “how come we never knew this we’ve been friends for 5 years”

james not being able to hide his feelings for regulus from marlene so he rants to her abt how “regulus is so smart, regulus is so pretty, have you seen regulus’ eyes?” because he can’t talk abt it with sirius or the other marauders

marlene finding james sitting by the fire at 2 in the morning silently sobbing his eyes out because he’s so worried abt his friends and and he’s scared and all these other feelings he doesn’t want to talk abt but he can’t let his friends know that he’s not as ok as he pretends to be and when he notices her he tries to hide his tears and act like he couldn’t sleep but marlene just shakes her head sits down next him and holds him until he falls asleep in her lap from exhaustion they don’t even needs words bc to james marlene is the most comforting thing in the world and they just understand each other

them teasing each other all the time abt anything under the sun

them getting married at 5 years old and effie helping them set it up in the back yard and inviting james’ grandparents. they still honor their marriage to this day and say things like “idk i’ll have to see what my wife thinks of this” and “cass you just kissed a married woman james isn’t gonna be happy i’m cheating on him”

james being the first person marlene comes out to as a lesbian and him telling her he loves her and she’s his best friend and that he’s proud of her and and all that and then he says “considering you said you wanted to be a guy for a day when you were older so you could know what it’s like to kiss a girl when we were 7, this wasn’t much of a surprise”

they have so much potential as a friendship you guys are really missing out

[padfootastic]

I’m loving the discourse here about Sirius fanon (mis)characterization, and I just wanted to add, if we take canon situations which point to Sirius’ impulsiveness, they are - going after Peter in 1981, his attempts to break into Gryffindor tower and coming back into the country when Harry’s scar hurt. I did not include going to the DoM because I don’t think this was impulsive, unless Remus, Tonks, Moody, Kingsley and Dumbledore going to the DoM is also called ‘impulsive’. His godson was in danger, he had a far better reason than the others (including the Aurors still on Ministry payroll, pretending to be supporting Fudge) to go to the DoM. If we look at the other examples, we can see that the main reasons behind his actions are usually (in no particular order) grief, love for his godson, and trauma. In fact, we know that despite his grief, he even tried to take Harry in 1981. It was only when he was denied by Hagrid (Dumbledore, really) that he goes after Peter.

I completely agree that the big deal made out of his ‘recklessness’ and ‘impulsivity’ in OOTP were completely out of the blue. What really frustrates me about that is also that neither Molly nor Hermione ever apologize for their comments or behavior. I’d have liked to see Molly acknowledge she was unfair to Sirius, because she was panicking about her family being in danger, or Hermione acknowledging that she was passing judgement on Sirius because she had no idea what she was talking about when it comes to PTSD or trauma. Fans are quick to forget that she’s equally as clueless about how to deal with Harry’s PTSD in OOTP, but somehow all of this disappears in time for HBP, and everyone ‘moves on’.

The only person who truly understands Sirius (as much as he can, when dealing with his own trauma) in OOTP is Harry. Remus’ nonchalance at keeping Sirius imprisoned in a house with his worst childhood memories is also baffling. Actually, Harry’s reactions are most often a parallel to Sirius’ reactions - Harry running after Bellatrix, like Sirius went after Peter, after the death of the only family they had. But, Harry’s actions or reactions are always portrayed in a heroic light, they are always because of his love, or saving-people-thing (an oversimplification from Hermione that also frustrates me). JKR’s bias in her portrayal of Sirius is obvious, and fans seem to have run with the caricature they made of Sirius in the movies and in Hermione and Molly’s OOTP words.

hello anon! 💜 you and me both, tbh. i hadn’t quite realised how many people were disgruntled with sirius’ fanon self so its quite fun for me to see all these interpretations.

re the DoM, i thought this was a wonderful post analysing why it wasn’t reckless of him to go, like u said.

re the other things, definitely—loyalty, love, trauma, and grief make up so much of his core traits/responses. people like attributing selfishness/recklessness/immaturity to his decision to go after Peter but i don’t agree with them tbh. he’s just lost his james, he’s in a haze of grief and anger and guilt, and along comes a person who takes his godson on the orders of someone who’s the leader of their side in the war. why wouldn’t sirius, who’s deferred to the order before (harry’s bday), listen? especially when it gives him a chance to go after the traitor? it’s not a stretch, or arrogance, to think he’d be (the only one) capable of catching peter—no one else knows about the switch *and* the animagus thing, after all. it’s entirely possible for him to think about it in terms of neutralising a threat tbh. and iirc, he didn’t even go after peter to kill him or wtv? i’m pretty sure it was firstly a ‘how could u do this’ endeavour but also he’s morally against that kind of violence, isn’t he?

and yes! it frustrated me sm that the narrative itself justified molly and hermione, even when they’re categorically wrong (atleast imo). i’m pretty sure sirius’ arc (and james, to a lesser extent) is why the ‘show, not tell’ thing has made such an impression on me because jkr told us a whole lot about sirius but showed the exact opposite and that’s led to this clusterfuck of a canon characterisation lol.

remus’ lack of care about sirius being imprisoned in GP makes me think that maybe he didn’t know all that much about his childhood, tbh. it lends even more credence to my hc that only james did. there was a shocking lack of care towards the kind of abuse walburga’s portrait & kreacher were hurling at sirius and the implications it had. and harry definitely showed an amount of care & understanding that others didn’t, imo. that comparison between umbridge and walburga, for one. the sirius-harry parallels are unending, aren’t they? because that’s such a good point about peter/bellatrix. it’s interesting how similar actions, similar motivations can be demonised one way and praised the other.

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omg I love your sirius sm like im actually obsessed with him!!!! I was wondering if you could just do a cute drabble or one shot about him cuddling with reader and fighter over who’s big spoon and little spoon? I feel like he’d always get to be little spoon and reader would complain about it but secretly love it! if not no worries :))

Thanks for requesting sweetheart! There is nothing I want more in life than to be straddled in a playfully agressive manner by Sirius Black <3

Sirius Black x fem!reader ♡ 500 words

“This is so not fair,” you laugh, and Sirius is trying to pin you behind him with his hands splayed awkwardly on your back. “You’ve had your turn forever.” 

“I’m not rolling over,” he tells you simply. 

You wriggle out of his grip, his black fingernails grasping desperately at your sleep shirt. “Fine,” you say, “then I’m rolling over. We can just sleep with our backs touching.” 

Sirius has flipped towards you before you can get far. He pins the arm closest to him to the bed so you can’t turn to your other side, his eyes narrowed dangerously. 

“You are going to spoon me,” he says, quietly, so straight-faced you’d hardly know he was playing with you, “and you are going to like it. Understand?” 

You’re not near as good as him at the stony act. You press your lips together, but they slant upward. “No,” you reply, and tug your arm from his grip. 

Your boyfriend makes an indignant sound, grabbing your arm again and rolling on top of you. You laugh, struggling. He only grabs hold of your other wrist, pinning both to the bed and leaning down so he’s in your space. 

“Why must you be so difficult?” he asks, like this is really very petulant of you. 

You blow at the hairs falling in his face. Sirius’ composure doesn’t break, but now the mirth is in his eyes. Quick as a flash, he pecks you on the lips. 

“Wha—don’t do that!” you giggle, moving your hips this way and that to jostle him. He rides it out like minor turbulence. “We’re in a fight.” 

“Don’t be so good-looking, then.” He steals another kiss, better than the last. It makes you chase him once it’s done, but he pulls out of your reach. “Feeling ready to spoon, darling?” 

“Ready to be spooned,” you challenge. “You can’t seduce me into submission, you know.” 

Sirius blows out a breath as if the tedium of this dispute is really getting to him. “Alright, fine.” He lets go of your wrists, slumping down on top of you and folding his hands on your chest. He lets his chin rest atop them. “I can stay here all night. I’m rather comfy, actually.” 

You’ll bet he is. You roll your eyes exaggeratedly, making sure he sees your reluctance. “Okay,” you sigh. “You can be little spoon for tonight, but I want at least two hours of little spoon time when we watch that movie tomorrow night.” 

He grins, flashing teeth. “Can do, sweetness.” 

“Oh, now it’s sweetness,” you mutter as he rolls off you and onto his side.

“You’re always my sweet girl,” he says matter-of-factly, pulling your arm over him and kissing your heart line. He gives your hand a condescending little pat. “Sometimes you just need to remember who’s in charge.” 

“I can still turn around,” you threaten. “And is the one in charge the one pushing his butt into me right now?” 

“You better believe it, gorgeous.”

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It’s a Real Thing?

This is very much outside of my normal kind of oneshot, but I love it sm so here you go!

Mary was sat flicking through a magazine next to the black lake, when a Slytherin boy walked up to her. He cleared his throat uncomfortably, and she looked up, confused. She almost did a double take as her eyes scanned over the boy. He was almost identical to Sirius, just with shorter hair and a Slytherin tie. After a moment of disbelief, she realised that he must be Regulus Black.

“Um… hi?” She said, confused.

“Hi, are you, er, are you Mary MacDonald?” His accent was much more refined than Sirius’, and Mary narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

“Yeah, that’s me.”

“Could I- could I talk to you?”

“Why? Is this about your little dickhead friends shouting stuff at me?”

“No, no!” He turned red, slightly uncomfortable. “Sirius said- Sirius said that you might understand something I-“ he swallowed, struggling to say it out loud. “I need help with.”

“Right…” she couldn’t help but be slightly suspicious, but her natural kindness gave in pretty quickly as she stared at the panicked boy in front of her. “What’s going on?” The boy sat down awkwardly in front of her, before fixing his eyes on the grass, pulling it up from its roots.

“I’m not sure where to start.” He took a deep breath. “I’ve never… liked anyone. In that way.” Ah. So he actually did talk to Sirius. “And I always thought I was just too young. That it would come at some point, but it hasn’t, and I’m starting to think it never will, and I just don’t really understand.” He seemed to say it all in one breath, uncomfortable.

“Okay, I know why Sirius told you to come to me.” Regulus looked up hopefully. “Have you ever heard of the sexuality aroace?” He shook his head, confused. “It’s short for aromantic and asexual. Essentially, aromanticism means not feeling romantic attraction towards anyone, and asexuality is not feeling sexual attraction towards anyone.” She gave him a reassuring smile. “So, not liking anyone. I’m aroace.”

“It’s a real thing?” He asked, stunned, his voice breaking slightly.

“It’s a real thing.” She assured. “A normal thing. I used to think that when I really wanted to be close to someone, that I liked them, but many aroace people can develop strong platonic feelings for people, and want to be in really close friendships with them, without wanting to date them.”

“I-“ he was really struggling with opening up. “I thought I was broken or something.”

“You’re not broken. There are so many aroace people. Do you think the label fits you?” He nodded, eyes shining.

“Thank you.”

“Of course.” She glanced at him, a gentle expression on her face. “Are you okay?” He nodded, swiping at his face quickly.

“Thank you.” He got up quickly, going to leave.

“Wait, Regulus?” He turned back around, facing her. “I’m here if you want to talk about it.” He gave her a small smile, before walking away, and Mary turned back to her magazine, happy that she could make someone else feel less alone.

(Bonus: Mary becoming a professor at Hogwarts and educating young students about different identities and helping even more students feel less alone in their LGBTQIA+ identities)

I’m aroace, so aroace Regulus and Mary hold very special places in my heart, and I wanted to take this as an opportunity to spread some info on being aroace!!

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9!! or 33! also ur writing is beautiful god i love it sm u r a gift ALSO I FUCKING LOVE UR -as a syrian- SYIRAN REMUS/HOPE HC SOOO MUCH U DONT UNDERSTAND THE JOY THAT WRITING RIGHT THERE IS MY LIFELINE I GENUINELY MADE ME SO HAPPY WHEN I SAW THAT AND am bitmanna lakki isboo3 7illo mitlik <33

Notes: Oh God habit I am absolutely balling with tears! like babes I don’t even know what to say i am just an entire mess!! I am going through a real drought with my writing because of a lot of annoying fucked up personal life shit but I am really really trying to get back into the swing of things, this is short I know, so rohee, please send me another prompt and maybe I can write something longer, Wallah I’m trying, but my brain is just such shit right now :( But I included Vivian in this because of you and I adore you babes xxx

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Sometimes Sirius looks at Remus in moments like these— quiet and contemplative amidst a crisp summer night and cloaked in the glow of a thousand burning stars hanging above them like a benediction— and all he feels is that strange cocktail of wanting and yearning and aching that infests his bones and festers in his gut and sometimes threatens to shatter open his ribcage with the startling ferocity of it. But other times he looks at Remus and all he feels, all he knows and all he can understand, is a simmering sort of desperation, like embers being stoked in his heart. Desperate for so much of him, for any part of him, desperate for all of him. Desperate to relearn the facets of Remus that the werewolf had locked away with such unflinching precision nearly four months ago. Ever since that April night that none of them speak about, the night they make it a point to try and forget, to exhaust every flicker of energy to avoid. The night that created a fisher between Remus and the other Marauders that none of them knew how to begin to cement over, to repair, to make it back to how it had been.

But it’s better now, if only slightly. Remus had begun talking to Sirius willingly by mid May, and had begun openly laughing with him in June. And now— Well now they’re here— Or well, perhaps the better turn of phrase is that Sirius is here. Sirius is on the Swansea coast, spending the final fleeting week of the summer before their sixth year with the Lupins after Remus had miraculously agreed to as much, and it feels like maybe it can be the start of healing, or something like healing at the very least.

It’s been a week of blink and you’ll miss it smiles in the mornings and carefully calculated distances so they can’t ever accidentally knock shoulders or brush hands throughout the days, and their nights are spent usually passing a discrete joint back and forth before sleeping stiffly besides one another on Remus’s old twin sized mattress. But despite the icy overture Sirius has been suffering through, it’s still an olive branch all the same, and Remus is on the other side of it— he reckons that he’d just about walk through a thousand stinging hexes just for the chance of them returning to their normal once more.

And it’s the candor in that contemplation that steels Sirius’s resolve to make it till term begins after the fourth morning and he feels his insides crumble up into a ball, watch as Remus flinches back when their pinkies tap against one another reaching for the plate of goat cheese on the table spread of the traditional, Arabian breakfast that Vivian makes every Friday morning.

“Well that’s sweet,” Remus’s aforementioned mother squawks, thankfully shattering the awkwardness of the moment before it ever can actually begin, rising gracefully to meet her muggle husband at the door, holding a frilly lace bag of sweets in one hand and a letter in the other. “When did you get this, love?”

“I didn’t. A bloody owl dropped it off.”

Remus and Sirius’s eyes lock onto one another immediately, both familiar with the glistening, golden and scarlet paper Mrs Potter favors, and her habit of sending random packages of fudge whenever she fancies. So neither of them are surprised when Vivian’s bright, nearly amber eyes— the same shade of Remus’s own— go alight and focusses towards them. “We should bake something to send back to James’s mother, don’t you think Remi.”

Remus flushes, hates the endearment his mother calls him more than his actual name, though Sirius can’t help but think it’s fucking cute as hell on all counts.

“Oi, I think you should Ms Hussein, ’s only right, innit?”

“Stuff it, Black.” Remus hisses, elbows him on the side with a barely concealed smirk.

“No, nah, Remus, your man is spot on. You both should bake something sweet, say thank you and all.”

Remus glares straight forwards, boring his molten eyes into Sirius’s own and it’s the first time it feels like there’s a thawing between them— No. More than that. It feels like he has his Remus back. It feels like maybe those breaths of moment even— those breaths when it was just the two of them and they’d lock their smallest fingers or end up spooning on Remus’s bed or just staring soulfully at one another because there is nothing else they’d rather be doing.

Those breaths of moment that hinted at so much more.

“Hmm, right.” Remus says in that quiet, mishcevious way of his, like when he thinks of a beyond brilliant prank, or when he does something bloody insane like hug Sirius. “Mama, you’ve got that powerpoint to prepare for class. I tell you what, how bout Sirius here and I bake the cookies. Chocolate chip, we can get the recipe from that book you found at the flee market last weekend.”

Sirius’s brows hike up, a choked laugh stuck in his Adam’s apple as Vivian giddily agrees and Remus smugly mouths, you get the pink one.

And yeah, maybe this is actually the start of healing or something like tat after all. h

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I’ve been loving Youngblood SM!! This is the first fic I’m reading from you (i’m also starting anti-hero) so sorry if you don’t write this but is youngblood ch 5 going to have sirius bashing? 😭😭 i hate when people write him as “abandoning” regulus like sirius wasn’t a victim himself. sorry i’m asking bc i don’t like to read that so i’d avoid it bc it’s too victim blamey for me (not saying u do it just saying in general) tysm!! xx

Oh absolutely not!! Since you’re a new reader I wouldn’t expect you to know, so I’ll just explain that rarely in my fics are any main characters actually the “bad guy” even if/when they fuck up. I’m very into exploring nuance and mistakes and misunderstandings in relationships. And I don’t believe in black and white. And between Sirius and regulus, NEVER. Sirius had every right to leave, and regulus has every right to be angry with him for leaving, while Sirius has every right to be angry with regulus too. They both react in a totally understandable way to an awful situation and I will never ever blame or bash either of them in any fic. They may bash each other, but that’s sibling love isn’t it, and they’ll find understanding eventually.

Mwah xx