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Our Little Family [Miles Wood] - Chapter 24- Finale

Author Note from 👢 anon: Hi guys, the final chapter is here. The idea was to have one more, but once I put those final words there, I knew little family was over. I want to thank b, for giving me the space to write this story that started with asks and blurbs before becoming this big thing. I really appreciate all you guys. It's probably a one-time thing, but I'm happy. Please enjoy the finale of our little family. And I wouldn't be me without a smut, so we have that too.

Having three kids is not easy. Everyone has a different schedule. Noah is a mini hurricane. El is a little more chill, but she likes to play with her little brother. Lily normally is at school in the afternoon, but when she gets home. Mommy loses her mind.

You're not going to complain. You love how close they are. That's what you wanted since the beginning. It's just not easy on Mommy. When Miles has a day off, things get very chaotic at the Wood household.

Entering Miles' last year of contract with Colorado leaves three options: He's going to extend, go somewhere else, or retire. At the end of the day, this is his choice. The only thing you asked of him is to think about their family in this process. Other than that, you guys don't talk about it.

But he's making an extra effort to take care of you. Miles never really asked about your hopes and dreams, but lately, he's been doing this. And a couple of days later, they happen.

The latest is the art class he signed you up for, after you told him that you liked to paint when you were younger. Miles has been doing the little things since Noah joined you guys.

…..

As the months fly by after you gave birth to Noah. Miles is starting to notice a few changes. They're small, but he loves to see it.

He wants to spend more time with you. Use the time he missed when he was an asshole to you. He knows you don't mind, that it's water under the bridge. But to him, it matters.

You guys are sitting in the living room watching your babies playing together. Miles keeps glancing at you, with soft eyes.

You're making Lily giggle as you tickle her. This is it right here. This is what Miles wants. To be with his family. El gets into the tickling session, too, while Noah shakes his rattle like crazy.

You check the clock, seeing that it's almost time for Noah's feeding and a snack for the girls. You whispers to Miles what you're going to do that. Miles nods, saying he'll keep an eye on the kids.

You're cutting the fruits for the girls when you feel Miles' big, strong arms around your waist. You lean against him with a sigh. Miles kisses your shoulder blade, resting his forehead on your back.

“Babe, let's travel.” You stop cutting the fruits, putting the knife down before you spin to face Miles. “Okay ??? Is it a family trip or an us trip.”

“Family trip.” You wrap your arms around his neck. “Okay, have any place in mind ?” Miles rubs little circles on your hips.

“Hmm, idk, maybe Disney.” You arch your brow at him and smile.

“That's a good idea, babe. I think the kids will enjoy it, but are you ready to carry the babies around ?” Miles chuckles, making you smile.

“Yeah, I am.” You kiss him because that's all you need.

You rest your forehead on his before shifting to kiss him softly. Your hands wander a little bit before stopping on his ass. “Mama, is going to need some daddy time soon.” You whisper against his lips, Miles groans before kissing you again.

You squeeze his ass when he turns to go see the kids again. And you move to finish the food for the babies.

You watch the girls eat their food while you feed Noah. In a few days, you and Miles are going to a team event, the first time since Noah that you're going to one with Miles. You're a little nervous but you want to have fun. That's the goal.

You're getting ready in the bathroom a couple of days later. You're hearing the girls giggle in your bed. Then, Miles' voice. You smile, putting the finishing touches on your makeup.

Miles sees the girls in bed when he gets there to ask you to choose the tie he needs to wear tonight. Since you were not having him matching the color of his tie with his shirt. They're giggling, while Noah is in his bassinet sleeping. El smiles at him, showing her little teeth. She had your smile and Miles love that so much.

“Mommy looks so petty, dad” He smiles because he knows that. But for her to say the words It's because it's true.

It doesn't take long for you to leave the bathroom with a dark blue dress, putting your earrings on. Miles stops and just stares at you. Your hair is up, your makeup is light, but highlights all your natural beauty.

You can feel your cheeks starting to get warmer as Miles looks at you.

“Babe, can you zip me up ?” Miles blinks a few times before walking closer to you. He pulls your zipper up, letting his finger linger a little on your skin, sending goosebumps through your body.

You thank him softly as you turn to look at him. He's showing you the ties for you to choose. “Which one, babe ?” You point to the one that is thicker and the color is similar to your dress.

He offers you the tie to put on him. You work carefully, making sure the knot looks just right. Even with your kids in the room with you guys, you and Miles are in your own world. The girls watch their parents being in love with each other.

As you finish tying his tie, the doorbell rings, and the girls cheer. Their nanny is there. You ask Miles to open the door while you finish getting ready. Lily helps El get out of the bed, and they follow Miles like little ducks.

You smile at your baby boy sleeping peacefully. Today is going to be a good day. You finish getting ready, and you carry Noah with you downstairs. He is still asleep, and you need some baby cuddles before leaving.

Miles smiles seeing you with Noah. The girls are already having a great time with their nanny. He loves watching you being a mom.

You pass Noah to the nanny. Telling her about his eating and that you changed him not too long ago. Then it's time to say bye to all your babies before going out with your husband.

Having time for yourself has been easy for you lately. It's not a struggle anymore. After Noah, you and Miles continue having date nights with each other and the girls, but each one has a parent. Knowing that they love you no matter what, you're starting to find that balance between being a mom, wife, and woman. That's what you're going to show Miles tonight.

On your way to the hotel, Miles hand found the perfect spot on your thigh. You rest your hand on top of his brushing his veins with your thumb. It makes him smile, seeing how comfortable you are after struggling at first going to team events.

“Are you ready to be the arm candy today, babe ?” Miles looks over to you when the light is red.

“Hell yeah. You look gorgeous, sweetheart.” You smile, squeezing his hand. You're so giddy, and Miles is making you feel ever better than you already are.

As soon as you guys get to the hotel, Miles is being pulled away, which is fine. You go grab a drink for yourself and for him too. You find him to give him the drink and stay a little bit in the circle of players that are talking. His hand finds the small of your back.

Peyton comes to pull you away from the guys. You and her start to mingle and talk with the sponsors. You and Miles are thinking about starting a foundation to help people, so you want to learn more. The idea is for when the kids get into their teen years.

You step away to get another drink, but before you can leave the bar, one of the sponsors joins you. You guys start to talk about the charity. He starts to touch you slightly, and things get a little flirty. You don't know if he likes the thrill of flirting with a hockey player's wife. You flirt back but not give him much.

Then you feel those blue eyes on you, you know, Miles is watching. You look over your shoulder and smirk at him. It doesn't take long for him to come join you. His hand stops closer to your ass. You chuckle and introduce Miles to the guy.

Miles gets tense beside you as you continue the conversation, bringing Miles into the loop. After 10 minutes or so, the guy leaves, leaving you and Miles alone.

“What was that ?” You look at Miles innocently.

“What do you mean ?” Miles gives you the I'm not kidding look. You smirk, running your hand through your hair.

“Just meeting new people, having fun.” He knows what you're doing.

“Yeah, right.” You chuckle, and before Miles can say anything, they're calling him to talk to someone.

You move to the table to wait for Miles to come back. You're looking at the liquid in your glass.

“Everything is okay, babe ?” You feel Miles' hand on your shoulder.

“Yeah, just waiting for you.” Miles nods and sits beside you.

“I don't want to go home yet, I want to have fun with you.” Miles arches his brow.

“And what do you have in mind, sweetheart ?” You smirk, leaning forward. You nibble his ear lobe before whispering to him.

“Get fucked by my husband.”

Miles loses his damn mind hearing those words. His brain stops working, so he's going to need you to help him out.

“Okay, let's get a room and have some fun.” You kiss his lips before standing up, pulling him with you. You guys gather your things, using the kids as an excuse to say goodbye. Then, moving to the front desk to book a room.

As soon as you guys are inside the elevator, Miles is pinning you with his hips against the wall. You slide your hands over his chest, wrapping around his neck. Feeling his semi makes you smile. Teasing him is one of the moments that you have the most fun.

You can see the desire and passion in his deep blue eyes.

“Fuck, I love you so much.” Those words are music to your ears. Miles really helped you over the years with your confidence. When he really started loving you, be there for you, that's when you started to heal.

“I love you too.” You kiss him as the elevator stops at your floor.

You pull Miles towards the door, and you let him open it and push him against it once it's closed. Your lips assault his, bringing a throaty moan from him. You work on untying his tie as you kiss him. Then you nibble his bottom lip, pulling away.

“Sit on the chair.” You tell Miles. He can hear a difference in your voice. He does what you told him to do. You ask him to unzip your dress first. You walk around him, bringing his arms to his back, tying his hands on his back with his tie. Miles' eyes are full of desire.

You take a deep breath because this is the first time you're going to do this. First, you open Miles’ shirt, showing his abs and chest. You move close to him, kissing your way down. You're taking advantage of that big man being tied.

Miles likes to be in control, but he can see this is something you need. So he's going to behave.

You mark his chest and abs. As you put your heels on his abs, you stumble a little bit because of the dress. You're about to stop when Miles' voice fills your ear with a praise saying how hot that it's. So you continue. You pull your foot back before straddling him. Grinding yourself against his growing bulge.

Miles moan at every movement of your hips. He has his eyes closed, enjoying how good you feel. You look at him, staring at the way his face moves with every wave of pleasure getting to him. Miles opens his eyes, giving you that confidence boost that you need.

You get up from his lap, taking a couple of steps back. You turn your back to miles and slowly drop your dress. As your dress hits the floor, you look over your shoulder at him with a smirk.

He throws his head back with a curse, you take that advantage, and move back to where he is. Kissing his showing skin, stopping at his belt. Miles' eyes are so glued on you, watching every movement that you're making.

You kiss his bulge as you work on opening his pants. Miles hisses when you rub your thumb along his tip. You love having him falling apart under your touch. You start licking Miles cock like a lollipop, long and short licks at first without taking him inside your mouth. He hates every second of it.

“Babe, please, I need that warm and wet mouth of yours.” You smirk, stroking him softly. He's going to say something, but you decide to play with his balls. Rolling his eyes inside his head.

You pull back, moving to untie him. He gets up so fast that it makes you giggle. He wraps those big hands on your ass wrapping your legs around his waist. You feel his heavy length against your ass.

He attacks your neck as he carries you to the bed. He throws you on the bed as you bounce onto the mattress, Miles strips himself. You wait for him with opened legs holding yourself on your elbows.

He licks his lips before he walks towards you. His wait is so welcomed on top of you. Your lips connected right away, and you sigh into the kiss, running your hand on the hair of the back of miles’s neck.

Miles works his way to take your underwear off. You wiggle to help him take it off your body.

“Still think you should have come without one, sweetheart.” You nibble his bottom lip.

“Nope, I'm a mother of three now, wood. I'm not doing that. But I'm always up to get dicked down by you.” He smirks as he shifts to get on his knees.

You reach for his dick. This time, you take him inside. You're both without thinking twice. Miles curses as his hands work on spreading your legs for him. He runs his finger through your folds, humming at how wet you're.

“So wet for me, babe. I knew you liked sucking me. It turns you on, right ?” You pull back from his cock smiling. “Yep.” Miles thinks about a smart reply but you're already taking him inside your mouth again.

He slides his Index finger inside you while his thumb brushes against your clit. You moan around him, making Miles groan and buck his hips against your mouth.

You gag a little using his trunk thighs as support. As Miles speed up his pace, you can't control yourself anymore, so your movements start to get lazy. He adds another finger to bring you over the edge.

“C'mon pretty girl cum for me.” You moan, throwing your head back, as you stroke him.

A couple minutes later, you're coming undone around his fingers, moaning his name. He works you through your orgasm before licking his fingers clean.

Miles takes your hand from his dick as he moves to settle between your legs. He checks on you first. You can feel his heavy dick on your thigh. You reach to get it, but Miles swats your hand. You purse your lips, but it doesn't take long for Miles to crash your lips with his.

You moan into the kiss as you dig your heels on Miles ass bringing him closer to where you need him right now. Miles knows you're ready for him, so while you guys kiss, he slides his dick inside you.

He smirks into the kiss while you pull his hair to breathe. He takes this advantage to attack your neck.

“Move your hips, Woody.” He chuckles into your neck as he starts to move his hips. Just the way you like, long and deep thrusts.

You just stare at him with heart eyes. You guys are really here after everything. Miles places both of your legs on his chest, his hands go to your hips lifting you from the bed, and he starts to slam his hips hard and faster against you.

“Oh” that's the only thing you can say right now, Miles smirks at your reply and continues making you see stars.

He's struggling to not cum in this position. You're so tight around him and he loves it. Miles lowers one of your legs shifting your hips a little to the side, this new angle hits all the sweet spots inside you. Miles starts to change the pace and then speeds up again. He's making your toes curl.

He knows that you're close by the way you're calling his name. He places his thumb on your clit rubbing circles, you curse reaching for his arm that it's close to your throat.

He presses his thumb firmly against your clit, saying some dirty things in the process. A minute later, you're cumming hard around him, Miles struggles to move his hips but he works you through it.

He kisses your leg before putting it back on the bed. Miles watches you spent under him. You cup his cheek, rubbing your thumb along his cheekbone.

“You didn't cum, I want your seeds, babe.” Miles curses as he starts to move his hips again. You scratch his chest smirking.

Miles stops and pulls back. He taps your hips, and you roll to be on your knees. As soon you're ready, he's sliding inside you again. Miles snaps his hips harder and faster against you. Both of his hands hold your hips for advantage.

You drop your face on the mattress and cross your ankles, making yourself as tight as possible for him. Miles groans and curses, moving his hips. He pulls you by your stomach flush against his body. He nibbles your ear and whispers how good you feel. You're perfect for him, and you take him so well.

Meanwhile you're rubbing your clit, you can feel another one close and you need to get there with him. You call his name a few times, before cumming around him. Miles can't continue any further he cums right after you.

He collapses behind you, pushing you against the mattress. He tries to put more of his weight on the mattress. You can feel him smiling against your skin.

“Good girl.” You smile, feeling his lips on your shoulder. Miles pulls off, and you whimper. That's not a good feeling after amazing sex. He rolls you so you can lay on top of him.

You sigh, kissing his chest. For now, you're going to enjoy this couple of minutes naked with him. Before having to change and go back to reality.

………

As the season and the year go by, you continue being so grateful for your family. The kids give Miles the distraction that he needs. He is still the majority girl dad, but being Noah's dad changed him. You're so proud of him and the man he became.

Now you're watching him walk around Disney carrying your babies, while Noah is in his stroller. If Miles thought that forechecking was hard, he's very wrong. The girls are giving him a run for his money.

If you had any hope of Noah, having something of you. You can give up. He's another Miles mini, and they look adorable, matching with their goofy shirts.

After a really long day, going to basically all the attractions in the park. You and Miles are sitting on the balcony of your hotel room watching the stars while all the kids crash so hard.

You reach for Miles' hand, but he pulls you into his lap. You rest your head on his chest while his arms wrap around you. You kiss his chest while taking a big breath. You're exhausted, but this memory to the kids means the world to you.

Miles kisses your head, brushing circles with his thumb on your hips. You're almost falling asleep on his lap when his voice brings you back.

“Babe, I'm done.” You blink a few times being a little confused.

“Okay ?” He can see that you're not following his thoughts right now.

“I'm done with hockey, babe. This is what I want….” You shift to look at him. This is the first time that he ever brought this subject. “... my whole life, I chased my dream of playing in the league and winning the cup. But lately, I don't feel the same thing. And what I want is to have more days like today. Spend time with our babies and you. I want to take Lily to school and pick her up every day. I want to be there for El. I don't want to continue missing moments with her, and I'm already missing so many milestones with Noah. I don't want that anymore.” He looks at you waiting for you to say something.

“Keep going, babe.” That's what he needed. Miles takes a deep breath.

“I want to be with you, take care of you, I don't want to continue going to bed knowing that maybe I need to go to a game or travel the other day. I want to wake up with you, have soft morning sex or just cuddles, and have breakfast as a family. Enjoy the sunrise and sunset with you in our backyard in Denver and in Massachusetts. So, I'm retiring at the end of the season. It doesn't matter what happens.” You cup his cheek and kiss him softly and tenderly.

“Babe, that's what you want ?” He licks his lips, looking eyes with you. “Yes, it's.” You smile softly.

“Okay, I can't wait to spend the rest of my days with you at home.” Miles grins before leaning in to kiss you. You guys cuddle until Noah needs a diaper change.

…….

Knowing that this is going to be Miles' last season, it doesn't make it easier to watch his games. Shortly after you guys got back from the trip, Miles went to talk to the Avs front office, his coach, and the leadership group.

At first, you thought he just said that because of the circumstances and feelings from the trip. But knowing that he talked to them made you believe him. Since coming back, Miles has been playing free, and it looks like he's happy with his decision.

But it doesn't mean it's easier for you, knowing that every game can be his last. You're trying to enjoy this road as much as possible.

One afternoon, Miles was getting ready for the game. The Avs are one game away from being eliminated from the playoffs. You're watching him get ready from the bed while El takes her nap, and Noah explores the bed.

Miles can sense that you're nervous, having a bunch of scenarios in your head. And he's not wrong. You would love for him to come out on top, but you also know that's not how it works.

He moves to sit on the edge of the bed, and you're looking at Noah, who is trying to do something new.

“Babe, what's wrong ?” He squeezes your hand. You sigh before looking at him. “Just worried, I know I don't have a choice here, but this is not the way I would like for you to finish your career.” Miles nods and just hugs you. He knows that he can say so many words, and yet none will make you feel better.

“I love you so much, and I'm so proud of you, Miles. No matter what happens today, I'm the proudest woman alive.” Miles gets emotional and hugs you tighter. “I love you too, babe.”

You pull back, cleaning his tears and kissing him. Baby Noah wants in on the action, too. He puts his head in between you two to get kisses. You both kiss him before Miles gets up to finish getting ready.

You hug Noah, watching Miles finish getting ready. He comes to peck your lips and give Noah one more kiss. Then he goes to kiss El before going to the arena.

You go along with the rest of your afternoon routine. Pick Lily up from school, then let her have a quick nap while the youngest goes crazy. Then it's time to go to the arena and watch Miles.

You're not the only one that is nervous with today's game. You can feel the whole Ball Arena holding their breath. Especially when the Avs are down one game. Noah is watching everything from your lap. That one year old loves hockey so much.

The jumbotron zooms into the Avs bench, and you see Miles having a really determined look in his eyes. And you know he's not going down without a fight. But first, the avs need to kill a penalty.

Miles gets on the ice to continue the penalty killing. The puck is blocked, and he picks it up, turning the jets on. The whole arena gets up, and Noah squeals, putting his arms up. You take a deep breath as Miles shoots the puck.

Your brain doesn't process right away, but the buzzer is going off, the arena is going insane, and Miles is being crushed by his teammates. Then you look at Peyton, murmuring a soft, holy shit. She chuckles before hugging you.

That's the spark the Avs needed to turn this series around. The Avs win and live to see another day in the playoffs.

Waiting for Miles in the family lounge feels like forever. Noah is sleeping in his stroller. El is sleeping on you, and Lily is almost sleeping, but she wants to see Daddy first. She's really fighting her sleep. Every time the door opens, she's looking over, until her favorite person in the whole world shows up.

She runs into his arms, you and Miles lock eyes, little tears forming in your eyes as you smile at him. Miles picks Lily up before walking to you. He kisses you softly. He rests his forehead on yours.

“Thank you for coming and bringing them. It means the world to me.” You smile softly. “There isn't any other place we would rather be.” You kiss him. Miles takes El from you, so you can carry the stroller.

You rest your hand on Miles’ back as you guys walk to the car. After settling all the babies in their car seats, Miles pulls you into a hug, and you fist his suit jacket as you hide your face on his chest.

You know that you don't control the end result of his career, but you can't help feeling emotional about this. You know that you weren't with him from the beginning. A lot of things happened while he was in Jersey, and you know it wasn't easy, Denver, at first.

Watching him become this amazing man, father, and husband means the world to you. Being beside him when he won his ultimate goal, it's just out of this world. You know you can't control what 's going to happen from now on. But you're going to be happy and celebrate him.

Miles kisses your hair and holds you close. He knows you're trying to be strong for him in case he needs that, but you're the stronger one since day one, you became the strongest person in this relationship after his reaction to you being pregnant, and that wasn't fair to you. So he's going to be there for you.

You pull back from the hug, and he cups your cheeks with both of his hands.

“I'm sorry, I didn't want to get emotional” He smiles softly at you.

“Don't be, I can't imagine how hard this has been for you. But at the end of the day, the score doesn't matter for me anymore. I have our kids and you. That's what matters, sweetheart.” You nod, Miles leans to kiss you, pouring all his love for you.

It wasn't easy to get to this point, but it was so worth it. Miles is worth it. The kids are worth it.

…….

A couple weeks later, you're at the ball arena again with Miles' whole family beside you. This time, watching Miles clinch the cup with the Avs. His second cup.

Since that game where they were on the verge of getting eliminated, the Avs have been playing on another level. Miles, too, it makes you so happy seeing him just be himself out there.

Like always, you can't help being nervous about the game. Holding Noah is definitely a little harder this time. He's squirming the whole game. He can sense this is a big one.

This game is a little more tense than you expected, with a lot of defense being played, no one wanting to give the other team a chance to score first.

But then the Avs get an opportunity, and the game starts to get more to their liking. It feels like the clock stopped in time, and then the buzzer goes off. The relief goes through your body as you hug your youngest.

Cheryl looks at you before you guys share a hug. When you pull back from the hug, they're showing Miles on the jumbotrom. Noah claps because that's his dad.

You guys wait until it's time to hit the ice. The girls go look for their dad while you walk behind with Noah. Miles picks both girls up at the same time, making them giggle. You watch them for a little while as you get closer with Noah. He's too squirmy right now, making your life very difficult.

Miles puts the girls down after a couple of kisses. He reaches for his baby boy. His smile is just the best. You're beaming with pride as you put the towel on his sweaty jersey. Noah doesn't care, but you do.

You're about to take a step back giving Miles time with his baby boy, but his free hand hooks on your lower back as he pulls you close for a kiss.

You rest your forehead on his.

“Congratulations, my two-time stanley Cup champion.” Miles licks his lips, looking at you.

“I could say the same to you, babe.” You chuckle, feeling your cheeks getting warm. You kiss him one more time.

“Okay, I'm going to go look for the girls. Enjoy this time with him.” You winkle at Miles before turning to go look for your crazy girls.

Miles watches your ass as you go. You find the girls playing with one of the single guys. Miles greets his parents and the rest of his family when you’re back with the girls to make keep his family company. Miles takes Noah to skate around the arena, pointing to where daddy's banner is going to be.

Noah rubs his eyes with his little hands. This skating is making him relax and sleepy. But first, a family picture needs to happen. He comes back and passes Noah to you before he goes to track down the cup. You hold Noah watching all the players celebrate with their families this special moment.

Miles places the cup in front of you guys. You all take a few pictures before you place Noah in the cup. Miles smiles, seeing his dream come true.

Lily looks up at miles. “Daddy, Noah is in the cup.” Miles smiles so bright.

“Yes, he is, babe.”

He looks at you with such soft eyes, you smile cupping his cheek. For a couple of minutes, you and Miles lose yourself in your own bubble. Looking at each other and resting your foreheads together.

“We did it, Woody. We made it.” Miles nods and kisses you.

#THE LITTLE DUCKS FOLLOWING HIM #SO CUTE!!!!#the growth of reader there is killing me. I am so proud!#loving the flirtiness in front of the hubby #always good to keep that man on his toes #he likes a challenge #SHE DID WHAT TO HIM IN WHERE AT WHAT PLACE!?!?!#of course Miles has a goofy shirt hahahaha #THAT LAST LINE!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#OH MY GOD #IT WAS PERFECT #miles wood x reader #our little family #miles wood imagine #👢 anon

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padfootastic · 2 years ago

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anyway.

harry having the giggliest, easy to trigger laugh but the one thing that consistently has him cracking up is his dad laughing. like it’s just a never ending loop, harry would be sitting there on james’ lap, hands on his face, grabbing his glasses, mashing his cheeks together, giggling his little head off—james starts laughing—sets harry off even louder and both of them are just getting progressively redder and gigglier and it’s a riot for no reason.

(lily’s snort-laugh has a similar, if subdued, effect)

(sirius’ very presence supersedes all humor bc the little dude has Very Important Things to talk to him about which means being carried around everywhere, nonstop babbling, and all his attention directed towards one harry j potter. if sirius looks away for one second, harry will find grab his attention again bc he’s possessive like that. u can’t blame him, he only gets his godfather a few times a month ok?)

223 notes - Posted May 19, 2022

okay remember harry’s dreams about a flying motorbike?

one of my dearest hcs is that sirius used to take toddler harry out on his flying bike, particularly when he was being fussy or refusing to sleep.

(a frantic james would mirror call him, begging for help because no one except sirius can calm harry down when he’s in strops like this)

he’d wrap him in a baby sling across his chest, take him high above the clouds, and point out the different stars & constellations w associated myths.

harry would fall asleep in minutes.

in the middle of a war, it was the most peaceful sirius ever felt

(anyone who knew—and when harry finds out post-poa—the first question is always ‘how tf did ur parents allow that?’ but you need only look at the way sirius was around his godson for the answer. he was so painfully tender, so protective that james & lily knew there was no safer place for their kid to be)

237 notes - Posted April 7, 2022

summary: sirius tells harry he’s proud of him and our boy’s brain just. stops functioning. doesn’t compute. (for this ask)

“I’m proud of you.”

Proud. Of you.

Proud.

The word kept echoing in his ears, like a church bell, or a gong, or a siren, or a—

Well. One gets the point.

What one doesn’t get, however, is how to react to that.

Someone—an adult—was proud of him. For the first time, in his entire life.

And Harry didn’t know what to do with that.

Perhaps that’s why he’d beat a hasty retreat to the loo, seeing the befuddled look on Sirius’ face but not being able to do anything about it. He had a freak out to get to.

It had just been an offhand comment, thrown out like it meant nothing, like it didn’t upend Harry’s entire existence on its head.

“What- what did you just say?” he’d stuttered, incredulously, definitely taking it more seriously than intended.

“Er- that I’m proud of you?” Sirius had repeated. Slower. Uncertain.

Harry didn’t reply to that—atleast, he thinks he didn’t. Just remembered the owlish blinking, letting the words sink in, wrap themselves around him like a warm hug that was slightly too tight. One you didn’t want to get out of, but had to, if you cared for your circulation.

And so here he was, still sitting on top of the toilet lid, head hanging between his knees, wishing fervently he had a paper bag to breath into. That- that was a thing that helped, right? He’d heard about it on the radio once.

It wasn’t even- they weren’t even talking about anything serious. Just his grades, for god’s sake. And it wasn’t like—he was Hermione or anything. He knew he didn’t do well, but he got by, and frankly, it had seemed good enough to him, what with the yearly, er, distractions that were thrown his way. He didn’t fail, but he also didn’t die. Win-win.

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330 notes - Posted March 23, 2022

thinking of toddler harry who’s very, very attached to his godfather sirius (as he should be, really) and gets pissy whenever he goes for work. (yes, sirius is a 9-5er here. suspend all disbelief, folks)

so, to get a handle on the tantrums, sirius dresses harry in his own little formal clothes, robes and over cloak and silver clasp and fake wand holder and all.

‘look, siri, im just like you!’ harry says, every morning like clockwork. once they look absolutely alike, hair combed and tied neatly (little butterfly clips in sirius’ curls, ofc), they set off for the day. sirius conjures a little size-appropriate desk for him that he can sit at, gets him a briefcase and all. when u open it, it has all sorts of colouring materials, beads and strings and charms for DIY, and a little notepad with a pen for Serious Stuff.

throughout the day, sirius gets his work done while harry carefully does his own stuff. whenever he gets too fidgety, sirius sends him out on a ‘mission’—going out and evaluating how the rest of the employees are doing their work. harry, of course, takes his task super seriously and tries to emulate sirius’ Grown Up Face very diligently, walking with his hands behind his back and an adorable little frown on his face. of course, he’s so short he can’t actually see what anyone’s doing but everyone’s accommodating enough that he has enough information to relay it back to sirius in his office.

at the end of the day, both of them take their cloaks off the hanger, simultaneously sling it over their shoulders, and wave a goodbye to the remaining members in the office. when they get home, harry is still meticulously copying sirius’ actions so he neatly sets his shoes to the side, hangs his cloak on the rack, and falls face first into the sofa with an exhausted sigh of relief.

‘being a adult is hard, padfoot,’ is the last thing he says before drifting off to sleep.

392 notes - Posted August 31, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Do you ever think about the fact that Sirius and Remus were fully planning on murdering Pettigrew for betraying James and Lily? No reporting it to the Ministry and clearing Sirius’s name, just death. Sirius was already planning on killing Pettigrew for it, and once Remus learned about the Secret Keeper switch, he jumped on the “let’s kill Peter” train immediately, he didn’t even wait for the train to stop, he climbed on through a window.

i’m gonna be honest—the whole thing is just so hilarious to me 💀💀

i mean, i can still get where sirius is coming from ykno? the poor guy was in prison, had his mind basically turned into soup, and then vilified by everyone—no wonder he’s so fixated ykno?

but remus, my god. what a mad lad. i can honestly see where all the feral remus hcs come from bc the dude didn’t need two seconds before he hopped onto the homicide wagon. he was just so matter-of-fact about it too like, ‘oh well, guess there’s no other way than to literally murder the only piece of evidence they have to explain this convoluted mindfuck of a situation.

cares not one bit about the three kids who’ll probably be traumatised—therapy exists for a reason and kids r resilient dw—or how he’ll explain it to the authorities or why they’ll do with sirius after—stash him in the outhouse—like the man had absolutely no reason to be as murderous as he was 😭😭 he’d just found out the truth five seconds ago.

446 notes - Posted August 27, 2022

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#year in review #tentatively dipping my toe back!!!#i am having a Terrible irl time #which so obv ofc when i turn to my oldest vice #but also just #i’ve not felt the urge to write in so long #and i am. kinda. feeling it now #just little bits and pieces #and i read almost everything in my drafts #and feeling bittersweet per usual #and i just really really really want to finish it and post because i miss this place #well.. not tumblr in general but my little community here #i keep scrolling through my blog and asks and just missing the fuck out of everything lol #look @ me being senti #this was v fun to look at #also losing my absolute mind at how many pen’s asks posts there are????#wtf #did i really get that many asks #and there’s still so many in my inbox/drafts i wanna answer!!!!#if there’s people who’re still here (and all the new followers which—how. why)#then thank u #and hopefully this lasts longer than my last attempt lol #ppb

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