#just do it sirius

[lulublack90]

Prompt 28 - Poorly Timed Confession

@wolfstarmicrofic May 28, word count 764

I wasn't planning on a part two of Prompt 24 - Interrupted Declaration of Love but here it is. I hope you all enjoy xx

When Sirius had caught sight of Remus out of the corner of his eye last week, he’d jumped out of his skin. He’d yelped at him. An actual yelp, like a dog! The cringe he’d felt after Remus had fled the room to get away from him was beyond anything he'd ever felt before. 

He was such a mess. He’d been watching a video on how to tell your best friend that you are in love with them, when Remus had come in. Gods he hoped Remus hadn’t seen the screen. He let his head drop into his hands and let out a moan. Stupid, stupid, stupid. 

Remus didn’t reappear until it was time for dinner. 

“What do you fancy?” Sirius asked, not daring to look at him.

“W-w-what?” Remus stuttered. Sirius’s eyes snapped up at his friend's odd behaviour. Remus was bright red. 

“For dinner. What do you want to eat?” He clarified. 

“Oh. Erm, whatever you want. You know me, I’ll eat anything.” He flashed Sirius a quick grin. Sirius opened his phone and the video he’d been watching earlier began to play, the sound coming from his phone speaker now that his earphones were safely in their box. 

“If you’re nervous, sometimes it can be easier to pick a time to do it and that way you can prepare yourself,” Sirius fumbled with his phone, nearly dropping it on the wooden floor. He managed to shut the video so it wouldn’t give him away. Although the video had a point. Maybe he should pick a time to tell Remus and then build himself up to do it. 

“Chinese? We can get a couple of mains to share and the mixed appetisers. Chicken satay and Beef Szechuan?”

“Sounds good,” Remus nodded. 

They sat on separate furniture while they ate. Remus in his armchair and Sirius on the sofa. Sirius could barely taste his food. He wanted so badly to tell Remus how he felt, but he was so afraid that he’d reject him and move out to live with Lily or one of his other friends. He didn’t even know what they were watching. 

“Are you done?” Remus asked.

“Huh?” Sirius had zoned out as he went over and over all the different ways Remus could reject him. “Oh, yeah, thanks.” He passed his half-eaten food over to Remus’s waiting hand. He heard Remus dump everything in the kitchen and call out goodnight before disappearing back into his room. Sirius repeatedly hit the back of his head into to soft sofa cushions behind him. “Why. Can’t. You. Just. Do. It?!” He said with each bash. Sighing resignedly, he went to bed, thoughts of Remus still dancing in his head. 

“Just do it, Sirius. Trust me, just do it.” James told him on FaceTime, while Sirius paced back and forth across his bedroom. He’d been forced to tidy the floor as he’d tripped over the same discarded t-shirt three times. Then he’d not been able to stop cleaning, so his bedroom was tidier than it had been in months. 

“But what if he says no and moves out?” He whined. 

“Then at least you’ll know,” James replied solemnly. 

Sirius walked hurriedly out of his room without even hanging up on James. It’s now or never, he told himself as he burst into Remus’s bedroom without knocking. He screwed his eyes shut and proclaimed. 

“Remus, I have feelings for you, I want to be with you. Will you please go out with me?!” Silence. 

“Er, sorry everyone, I’m gonna need a minute.” Sirius opened his eyes and saw Remus sitting at his computer desk while he conducted one of his online classes. Thirty students had just heard him confess his heart out to their Professor. Not good. 

Remus muted and turned his camera off before dragging Sirius from his room by his hand. 

“Remus, I’m so sorry, I—” Remus cut him off with a kiss. Sirius’s heart skipped a beat. “Remus, I-I-I,” He stuttered before Remus kissed him again, and again and again. 

He pulled away smiling. 

“Right I have to go and sort out those gossip mongers, thanks for that, by the way, but after we’re going to sit down and talk, okay?” Sirius slipped down the wall grinning like a goon. “Oh and the answer is yes, I will go out with you.” Remus’s grin was almost as bad as Sirius’s as he slipped back into his bedroom. 

“YES!!!” Sirius yelled and heard thirty people cheer over Remus’s computer and poor Professor Lupin trying in vain to quieten them all back down. 

[daysofnights]

when sirius and james accidentally find out about regulus’ crush on james, sirius makes the mistake of assuming him and james are on the same page and tells him he trusts him to do the right thing (ie let regulus down easy) james misinterprets this as sirius trusting him to never do anything that could hurt regulus and starts planning the wedding

[courfee]

17 December 1975 / 15 May 1976

[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

[moutainrusing]

James: I love fucking Regulus!

Sirius:

James:

James: Wait, I didn’t mean it like that— genuinely, I meant it like, “I fucking love Regulus!”

Sirius:

James: I’m telling the truth!!

[spookeart]

Again, just Wolfstar being the best friends there is and totally not making out outside the pub

[evermoreismychild]

regulus: it’s like we finish each other’s—

james: …homework

regulus: ???

james, in tears, sliding his potions work over to reg: please

[itsriotmotherfuckers]

Remus John Lupin is a dorky nerd in tweed and cardigans who is only strong enough to carry books around, and lets everyone walk all over him, and cries when people go on discriminatory tangents about werewolves/queer people, and makes Sirius help him study, and folds his underwear/socks, and drowns in jumpers that are too big because he’s so skinny that he has to choose between them being long enough or tight enough, and he’s always cold, and he has back joint/back pain, and has a snort-laugh, and a little overbite you can only see when he smiles, and his clothes have elbow/knee patches, and he never gets angry because he’s so scared of being a monster

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

I actually dont care if james and sirius are romantic or not as long as theyre completely obsessed with each other to the point of insanity

[jellyfishsempai]

I wish we got a real reunion

[wizardemotions]

pinterest showed me some screenshots of posts that gave me the concept for an au where both harry and ron are sorted slytherin & draco is just slightly less rude in the first book. i could go into why i think this makes a lot of sense for ron but i won't. i've affectionately dubbed them the platinum quartet in my head and they will not leave me the fuck alone

[butyoureastarr]

Quick grammar lesson! <33

you're : you are

my : fire

the one : desire

believe when : i say

I want it : that way

[remvs-black]

headcannon that remus knew how to stitch, sew, knit, and crochet, things he learned from hope who taught him as a way to pass time, especially during the long, lonely stretches when he was recovering from his transformations. remus took to it naturally, his slender and nimble fingers deftly threading needles and weaving yarn, finding it extremely therapeutic. when he arrived at hogwarts, it wasn’t long before the marauders discovered just how handy their moony was with a needle and thread. james, peter, and sirius would often come to him with torn robes, frayed hems, or missing buttons, but it was sirius' robes that remus especially paid attention to, sometimes he added subtle, personalized touches, like embroidering tiny stars or paw prints along the edges, just for sirius. sirius, of course, had more than enough gold to buy new robes whenever he wanted, but he loved wearing the ones remus had fixed and personalized. he’d wear them until they were practically falling apart and then when he did get new ones he'd ask remus to personalize them again ♡

[oneluckygoose]

SOMEONE DRAW THIS AS JAMES POTTER AND SIRIUS BLACK RIGHT NOW

[gigglesandfreckles-hp]

i’m sorry but there is nothing funnier than hermione calling sirius “mr. black” and sirius almost blacking out from discomfort

[raindragon-20]

Wolfstar Fluff Thought of the Day: Autumn, 1977. Their first flat.

Remus Lupin loves to nap. Specifically, he loves to nap in one of his ridiculously oversized, stretched-out, patterned V-neck sweaters, curled up on their couch, the sleeves swallowing his hands, the neckline just loose enough to slip over one shoulder.

And Sirius? Sirius physically cannot handle it.

Every single time he walks into the room and sees Remus soft and warm and so perfectly comfortable, something in him snaps. He peels off his own shirt, shoves himself under the sweater with Remus, and burrows in. Chest to chest, arms around his waist, face buried in the crook of Remus' neck. Stealing every ounce of warmth for himself.

Remus, without even opening an eye, sighs, wraps Sirius up in both sweater and arms, presses a sleepy kiss to his temple, and falls back asleep like this is completely normal behavior.

(Which, at this point, it is.)

Bonus: James Potter, who has technically had his key privileges revoked multiple times but still manages to waltz into their flat whenever he pleases, walks in, sees two people where there should be one, and just stares.

Then, after a beat, sighs heavily.

"Yeah, alright, it’s official. You two have officially fused."

Sirius, cracking open one smug gray eye, grins like the menace he is.

Remus? Still fast asleep. Because nothing, not even James Potter’s exasperated sighs, can wake him when he has Sirius curled into him, stealing both his warmth and his sweater.