#sirius is such a good person
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wolvesandshine · 9 months ago
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Regulus: I don’t need to be loved I need to be feared
Sirius: Amen
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seriousbrat · 6 months ago
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Do you think Sirius could be a morally grey character?
he is a morally grey character. he almost murdered someone while he was at school
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maladaptivewriting · 2 months ago
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“i love remus in atyd 🥰🥰” i would fist fight him
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padfootastic · 1 year ago
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my sirius & harry thought of the day:
harry kept that firebolt alive for all 137 years of his remaining life through sheer willpower and magical strength. he did not let a single twig of it die off. not only was he absolutely unhinged about taking care of it, not letting anyone near it after 5th year, but he also basically single-handedly reinvented the field of broom-crafting just so he could keep his godfather’s gift to him alive. he didn’t do anything with this skill, basically driving everywhere who knew him spare bc !!! ‘harry do u know what u just did? most brooms don’t last over 6-7 years, not even a fraction of that if used at the pace and frequency as u. if u could just—‘
and he just flat out shuts them up bc how does he tell them that the reason his firebolt is still alive is bc sirius’ love runs thru it and harry would die himself before he let it bc he can’t lose the last piece of sirius he has left. he cannot perform this miracle on any other broom, tho he can probably make the single best non-sirius-gifted broom that the WW has ever seen just bc of how extensive his knowledge is now
and the thing, right, is he doesn’t keep the firebolt locked up in some display like some artefact. sirius would’ve never wanted that. his dad would’ve hated it. brooms were meant to be flown. so fly, he does. wonderfully. it’s forever his primary broom and he puts it thru all the paces, keeping up with all sorts of newer, flashier, pro models w utter ease.
it’s like this: when he uses this firebolt, it feels like perhaps he has his godfather back for just a second. and harry is forever weak to that feeling.
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grimst4rs · 1 year ago
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let sirius be selfish let sirius be arrogant let sirius be reckless let sirius be aggressive let sirius be cold let sirius be bitter let sirius be angry let sirius be morally grey
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marylily-my-beloved · 4 months ago
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Wolf 'is it such a dirty thing to be loved by someone like me?' star
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lilithofpenandbook · 6 months ago
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Headcanon/au but imagine that the reason Lily got together with James was actually to make Severus jealous
In all the Severus and Lily interactions, she's the one who blushes when he's all intense. Not him. Obviously he relaxes and calms down when she assures him she has no interest in James Potter but that's very different to outright blushing. It's easier to assume Lily had a crush on him, while Severus's love could have been platonic.
And it genuinely seems so strange that out of all the people Lily fell for, it was James. He had a crush on her (okay, an obsession really) but she had no interest in him. Yes, I know apparently she liked him back after he "matured"- but that comes from Sirius and Remus, who have never been fully honest about Severus. And Sirius, for some reason, specifically points out that James didn't hex Severus in front of Lily, and while he isn't fully honest, the fact that this detail is specific means it may be true. Meaning that James specifically avoided targeting Severus in front of Lily. Meaning that she cared about Severus still to the point that he didn't want her to know he was still targeting Severus (and here's James being all good and noble lying to his partner instead of just being nice to someone she still cares about).
So imagine that the reason she got with James at all, the worst enemy of someone she still cared about (note that she never said she didn't like Severus, only that they chose different paths. For all we know, she could have also still loved him, yet couldn't support his decision, for good reason), is because she specifically was trying to make Severus jealous.
Think about it. Talking to Severus doesn't work. She knows this. She knows how much Severus does care about her. And she obviously had to have seen at least one person do this to their ex or something. So she decided that the only way to get Severus to come back of his own will was to make him so jealous he came back.
What she didn't count on were two things: 1) he loved her enough to finally do what she wanted, and leave her alone, and was going to respect that regardless of how he felt and 2) she was starting to actually fall for James
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losver07 · 24 days ago
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was working on my wip and realised this scene is so wolfstar coded so ummm here ya go (sorry in advance for the awful translation lol)
also this is veeery long so i'm putting most of it under the cut
tw: mention of death, harsh(ish) lenguage
"Then came the ambulance and the police,” he murmurs, his eyes fixed somewhere in the room, mind showing him once again the image of Sirius' tired smile. "They gave me a blanket. I felt stupid in it."
John, observing him with deep eyes, full of compassion, nods. Remus figures he can't show it, the pity. That it's part of his job not being able to say Oh, you poor thing and that, instead, he must be professional. And it's not that John is bad at it, at hiding what he thinks; it's just the eyes.
It's impossible to lie with one's eyes. Sirius' always shine, even if he insists on wearing the blackest clothes.
Shined. Not anymore. And he doesn't dress in black anymore, it's Remus who has to mourn now, instead of him. And for him.
"How are you feeling?" the psychologist asks, and Remus makes an effort not to cry.
"I don't know," he answers, honest. He doesn't know what words to use. "Bad."
Not enough. John gestures at him to keep talking, to elaborate. He always does that. It's cruel.
Remus looks down at a ring he takes off his finger, and proceeds to watch it turn in his hands as he fidgets with it. It was Sirius'. Everything he owns was either his or reminds him of him in some way. Even the smallest of things, the silliest of details.
If only he could get rid of it all. If only he knew that'd make him forget.
"It's like I don't really believe this is real,” he says, without lifting his gaze from the steel ring. It's carved in a checkered pattern, a chess board that extends and hugs the owner's finger like a ribbon. It's not excessively visible but, if you brush your finger against the metal, you can feel the shapes against your skin, kissing your fingertips like he once did. That feels like so long ago, though. “I... I'm sad, obviously, but also angry. I think it was selfish of him."
Before it had been his, Sirius', the ring had belonged to Regulus. It had been silver then. Sirius turned it into steel when he'd received it from his brother, who got it from their father, whose father had gifted him it, and so on. It must be hundreds of years old.
"Selfish?"
He'll probably ask to be buried with it. If it's not worn on his left hand, it will be trapped on a chain around his neck.
"Yeah, I dunno," he shrugs. He doesn't know how to explain himself. He knows how he feels, he just finds it difficult to believe that anyone could understand it. He tries anyway. "He's gone and he's left us all here as if we didn't have enough problems of our own," he says. "Like, now I have to be myself, which is already tough enough, and also be him for James and Peter and Harry and... Oh, God, Harry..." He shuts his eyes. He needs to breathe. He closes his hand over the ring, and looks at John. "But I need him too. And I don't have him. I don't have anyone to treat me like he did. So, I don't know."
The therapist nods again. When he started the sessions, Remus thought it was weird that John didn't take any notes, like in the movies. It might sound stupid, but he imagined someone constantly writing on a notepad, making a record of every word that came out of his mouth.
It turns out John only uses his notebook to write dates and appointments down; that he actually listens to what he says, instead of analysing every sentence as if it were a mathematical problem.
He's been lucky, and he knows it. At least in this, he's been lucky.
"Do you feel responsible for what happened?" He asks, and Remus thinks about it for a second. Now that the unease has lessened, he's left with just the cold on the tip of his nose and the metal on his fingers. He misses hugging Sirius on cold days like this one.
"Yes," he answers. No point in lying.
John stares at him. Elaborate, he's probably thinking. He always looks at him like that when he wants to make Remus talk.
"I'm the one who was supposed to take care of him," he says then. "And, instead of that, what I did was use him to make him help me with my shit. And even after he's gone I'm still whining about him not being here to give me cuddles. I don't know. Maybe I'm the one who's being selfish.
The psychologist, whose diploma is Remus now observing, makes a face.
"Wanting love is not selfish, Remus," he says, so soft and kind it almost makes Remus feel small, vulnerable and about to break. Or already broken.
"But taking the love away from someone and keeping it to yourself is," he objects.
"You think that's what you did? Taking the love from him?"
"I don't know," he says, and before John can ask him to explain, he continues: "I think maybe if I'd made things right he'd still be here."
The air is still for a few seconds, both in the room and in the street across the window, as well as inside of Remus' lungs, who holds his breath in an attempt to make the ache on his chest go away. It doesn't work.
"It wasn't your fault that he suffered," Josh tells him, but he's been told so many lies he doesn't need to think to detect the lie.
"But it was that he didn’t stop suffering," he tells Mr Too Good For Taking Notes. He should've had that noted. "I should've done something. It's what I'd to have done."
John, wanting to understand but being apparently incapable of it, furrows his brows a bit. The expressions only last a second, and is not even that exaggerated, but Remus sees it anyway. The doubt.
"You think it was your purpose?" He asks. He acts interested. Sometimes he almost even makes Remus forget that he's paid for what he does. That he wouldn't be there if it weren't for the money. That he's got better things to do than...
"Helping him?" Remus asks, trying not to sound too aggressive, but probably failing. "Yes."
"And do you think you were, say, destined to save him?"
"Yes," he agrees. A bit cheesy his personal taste, but, yes, that's what he believes. Why lie, if he's not going to write it down, even.
"But, if it was destiny, how could you have avoided it?"
That feels like a boot to the stomach. He doesn't quite know wether it confuses him or it makes him angry but, either way, he doesn't know what to answer. Perhaps not having thought of it earlier is what irritates him and puts him, once again, in front of a mirror in which a disappointment shines.
He thinks for a bit. Then speaks.
"Trying harder," he says. "Being better."
"No, Remus; is not about trying," his confidant tells him, with a smile that could either indicate complicity or compassion. "You did all that you could, and more. And, still, you couldn't change it, nor can you now."
For some reason, that hurts. Rather, it stings. Both in his open wounds and his sore eyes.
"And what do I do?" He asks. His voice doesn't seem to want to know the answer, as it doesn't cooperate in making itself heard. He swallows and takes a deep breath, letting Sirius' ring slide back into his finger, where it should always have stayed.
"Think about what you did achieve," John offers, so careful it seems almost meticulous. "You made him happy for a time, you gave him peace. You made him feel safe, too. Confident. You helped each other. That's good."
"But he's dead," Remus says. He's not sure he's used that word since it happened. It's not likely, seeing how much it hurts pronouncing it. He's spent over a month circling around and avoiding one of those damned words, the ones that feel like mines in an already ruined field. He presses his lips and looks at John, cheeks wet with rivers of salty water. "That's bad."
"Yes," the therapist agrees. "That is bad."
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addsalwayssick · 10 months ago
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“well if you like james potter you don’t know anything about canon and-“
womp womp get over yourself grow up
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sadnessunderthebridge · 7 months ago
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A writer is a writer. They are no less of a writer if they write fanfiction instead of "real" books. I have never read such an amazing quote while reading. And I thought it deserved recognition.
For anyone who is curious, this is from the fanfic Lily's Boy by SomewheresSword on Ao3. It is truly such a wonderful story.
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alwayshinny · 3 months ago
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Happy birthday to my S.O.B! 🎂
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engie-ivy · 1 year ago
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(I don't write from Sirius' perspective often, mostly prefer writing Remus being smitten with Sirius😋, but I couldn't resist some Padfoot & Prongs friendship! Of course Sirius and Remus are still smitten with each other😉)
1675 words.
Sirius hates waking up early. Sirius definitely hates being woken up early to talk about Remus' bloody ex. But the tea James brings might just be worth getting up early for...
Morning Tea
Sirius is still half asleep when he opens the door, wearing the old sweater he threw on when he heard the knocking, bleary eyed and his hair sticking up in all directions.
“Morning!” James says cheerfully, wearing a crisp button-down and big sunglasses, carrying two paper cups with steam coming from them. He looks fresh and awake, and much, much too cheerful, because of course James Potter is a Morning Person.
“Wha-?” Sirius says groggily.
James is already walking past him into Sirius’ apartment, shoving one of the cups in Sirius’ hand in the process. “I’ve got some tea for you that needs to be served while it’s hot!”
Sirius sniffs the cup. “This is coffee.”
James turns back around in the hallway and looks at Sirius from over the top of his sunglasses. “Metaphorical tea, Padfoot, metaphorical tea.”
When Sirius steps into his kitchen, James is already sitting at the table.
“So,” James begins the moment Sirius sits down. “Lily came over for dinner yesterday-”
“Right. How was she? Has she-”
“Not important right now,” James cuts him off. “Come on, Padfoot, focus!”
Deciding that staying silent is probably the best approach, Sirius takes a careful sip from his coffee.
“So, Lily came over, and she told me she had spent the day at Marlene’s,” James continues. “And as she was there, Mary dropped by to return some shirt she had borrowed from Marlene, and Lily said that Mary then had quite the story to tell them!”
James’ eyes sparkle with excitement, and Sirius begins to feel something approaching curiosity through the fog of sleepiness.
“Mary had a Pilates class the other day, and afterwards, she and Amelia- you know that Mary takes Pilates classes with Amelia, right?- well, she and Amelia went to get coffee afterwards.”
Sirius does his best to keep track of it all. Lily, who was at Marlene’s with Mary, who had Pilates class, and then coffee, with Amelia, and- who the hell even is Amelia? The name sounds vaguely familiar, but as James does not seem to appreciate questions interrupting his story, Sirius decides to just wait to see where he’s going with it.
“Now Amelia was meeting her brother later, so while Mary was having coffee with her, at some point Edgar actually joined them.”
Edgar.
Of course, that’s how they know Amelia. She’s Edgar’s sister. And Sirius definitely remembers Edgar. Remus’ ex.
“Edgar,” Sirius says in a slightly-trying-too-hard-to-be-casual voice. “How is he?”
The look James gives him lets Sirius know he’s not fooled. James doesn’t comment on it, though. “He’s good,” he replies. “Mary mentioned to him that she actually hadn’t talked to him since the break-up.”
That seems obvious to Sirius. And perfectly fine. Remus was their only connection to Edgar. The last thing he needs is Edgar coming back into their lives. Coming back into Remus’ life.
“So Mary asked him why they broke up, you know, because we’ve never heard his side of the story.”
“Who cares about his side of the story?” Sirius snaps. “We’re Remus’ friends, not Edgar’s. Remus’ side is our side.”
“Of course, of course,” James says, holding up a hand placatingly. “But Remus hasn’t been telling us much, now has he? He doesn’t really talk about the break-up.”
“He said they wanted different things,” Sirius replies curtly. Good enough an explanation for him. He’s fine with not talking about it further. He’s fine with pretending the whole Edgar-saga didn’t happen.
“That can mean a lot of things,” James says, and then he seems to suddenly remember something. “And do you know what Marlene said Dorcas told her? The other week, the Art History group organised some beginning-of-the-semester drinks that she and Remus both went to, and you know what Dorcas is like when she gets tipsy, the girl has no filter. She kept pestering Remus about what exactly had happened between him and Edgar, wouldn’t let it go, and eventually, Remus told her to drop it, because it was something he did not want to talk about!”
James looks at Sirius expectantly, like he’s supposed to be baffled by this revelation.
Sirius just blinks at him.
James sighs. “Don’t you see, Padfoot? That proves there’s more to the story than what Remus has been telling us!”
“Fine,” Sirius says, rolling his eyes. “Let’s hear it then. What did Edgar have to say?”
“Well, having heard this story from Dorcas, Mary wanted-”
“I thought she heard the story from Marlene?”
“Lily told me that Marlene told her about the party while Mary was there, yes,” James says, sounding like a parent explaining something to their child for the tenth time and trying, unsuccessfully, to hide their exasperation. “But Mary had already heard about it before from Dorcas, so she already knew about Remus’ evasiveness while she was talking to Edgar, while Lily didn’t hear about Dorcas’ chat with Remus until Marlene told the story, which she only did because Mary was telling her story about her chat with Edgar.”
Sirius isn’t even gonna try. It’s too damn early for this, especially before he’s even finished his first cup of coffee.
“So like I said,” James continues. “Mary knew there’s something about the break-up Remus has been keeping from us, and she wanted to know what Edgar had to say,” James leans forward over the kitchen table with a big smile on his face. “And guess what Edgar said about why he broke up with Remus?”
“He finally realized Remus is much too good for him and he doesn’t deserve him?” Sirius offers.
James’ smile just grows. “Even better. He said they broke up because... Remus was clearly already in love with his friend!” James sits back on his chair crossing his arms over his chest and looking at Sirius with a triumphant grin.
Sirius tries his best to keep his face neutral and ignore the somersaults his stomach is making. “Remus has a lot of friends,” he says, in what he hopes is a calm voice, not meeting James’ gaze, choosing instead to focus on pulling at a loose thread at the sleeve of his sweater.
James rolls his eyes. “Okay, okay. I’ll play along and I’ll give you that one. Remus does have a lot of friends. But lucky for us, Mary is like a dog with a bone, and she wasn’t just going to drop it. So she asked Edgar what made him think that, to which Edgar replied, and I quote,” James thinks about it for a moment, and then corrects “Well, I quote Lily, who quoted Mary, who quoted Edgar, but still, I quote ‘when we went to his friend’s piano recital, Remus was looking at him with so much fondness, he never looked at me like that, and at Remus’ dissertation, Remus met his gaze every time he got nervous and he was the first person Remus ran up to and hugged after he got his doctorate, and at Lily’s party, from the moment he got there, it was like Remus didn’t notice anyone else in the room anymore’. So,” James says smugly. “Tell me, how many friends does Remus have who play piano recitals, were the first one to hug Dr Lupin, and arrived a bit late at Lily’s party?”
“One,” Sirius mumbles, still focused on the loose thread hanging from his sleeve, feeling his cheeks heat up.
“And that is...”
“Me,” Sirius replies, then he lifts his head to look at James. “But still Prongs! That’s just Edgar’s perception! Maybe he’s overly jealous, or completely paranoid, and seeing things that aren’t there. Those things don’t have to be true!”
“But they are true!” James counters. He shakes his head. “I never really thought about it before, maybe because I’m used to it, but you are the only one Remus looks at like you’re the centre of the bloody universe, you are the face Remus always searches in the crowd, and you are the only person Remus sees whenever you enter a room!”
Sirius bites his lip. “None of that stopped him from dating Edgar in the first place.” Because Sirius hasn’t forgotten how he once before allowed himself to believe that maybe Remus felt the same way about him as he feels about Remus, and how it lead to him being completely blind-sighted when Remus started dating Edgar.
James sighs. “Maybe Remus didn’t realise his feelings before.”
“Before?”
The grin returns on James’ face. “Yes, after Edgar told Mary his story, Mary said she was sorry,-”
Sirius can understand that. He can’t think of anything worse ever happening to anyone than losing Remus.
“-but Edgar told her it���s fine,” James says eagerly. “He said they had a good break-up. He confronted Remus with his suspicions, and then Remus opened up to him, they had a good talk, and parted as friends.”
As Sirius stays silent, James exclaims “Remus opened up to him, Padfoot! Not Remus denied it, not Remus said he was being ridiculous, no, Remus opened up to him! That’s basically Remus admitting it’s true!”
The smile on James’ face is contagious and Sirius can feel one beginning to spread over his own face. He covers his face with his hands, but can’t hide the smile. “Prongs...”
“I know, Padfoot, I know!”
Sirius lowers his hands, grinning like an idiot. “What do I do, Prongs?”
James leans forward over the table and strokes his chin in thought. “Well, I’ve thought about it long and hard, and I’ve come up with an ingenious plan that, if executed correctly, might prove successful...”
“What’s that?” Sirius asks.
James smacks him on the head. “Ask him out, you plonker!”
“Sirius Black awake before ten?” Remus gasps in pretend-shock the moment he answers the phone. “Should I be worried?”
Sirius just loves hearing the laughter in Remus’ voice. A warm feeling spreads across his chest simply upon hearing that voice. God, he’s really got it bad, doesn’t he?
“Well, Rem,” Sirius says. “As it turns out, some things are worth waking up early for.”
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marauderswolf22 · 1 year ago
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i think if wolfstar not even as a relationship but ppl would be actors, they would have the same thing like johnlock in sherlock and aziracrow in good omens. like they as real people have the absolute opposites of their characters personalities, but they do have their characters love interest personality.
so sirius would play the more misterious and book inteligent one, mostly bc of his apparence
and rem would play those fluffy, totally gay and soft and panicking ones
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divkazkdovikde · 2 years ago
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don’t talk to me-
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(art: likeafunerall)
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brightstarofnoct · 3 months ago
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what do you think of your classmates sirius : D ?
JIU ( @severedscales ): He’s fascinating, in a way. So studious, so monotonous. He seems to act strange in front of that Kioku girl. I think it’s a little bit funny how we almost wear our hair similarly. Would it be weird if I said I wanted to dissect him?
KIOKU (same as above): Very forgetful. I want to know why… but I can’t just go up to someone and ask, “Why is your memory horrible?” She’s so friendly. She reminds me of sunflowers. I might give her one some day.
NENE: Her brightness is very blinding, it’s a little bit annoying. She’s always writing letters. Either that, or she’s pining over some girl like a loser. I deliver her work sometimes. I try not to think about her, really.
XAEL: He doesn’t like me. It’s fun to mess with him.
NUMA: Arguably one of the most interesting in ANAKT Garden. He has such a warm feeling about him… it’s not overwhelming, or bad. He’s always so nice. He has so much energy, he loves sports, but he’s not a sore loser. He’s even willing to teach others how to play with him. I worry for him sometimes when I notice he spends too long in the bathroom and comes out looking rather pale. I see it normally happens right after lunch, if he eats. He usually skips it. It’s so odd to me how much energy he has even if I almost never see him eat. I want to know everything about him.
ZERO ( @myworld-collapsing ): Zero is like a shadow. I think their name is fitting. I don’t really see Zero, but I feel him around me. He’s obsessed with me. I don’t mind it, though. I think it’s cute. I like seeing his reactions.
ASAHI (same as above): I don’t believe in matchmaking. I often find myself annoyed with her for a reason I can’t describe.
DANTE ( @imperfectnothing ): I like him. He’s very helpful to me. I appreciate the company he brings. Dante himself doesn’t scare me, but… There’s something about the way he makes me feel. It’s different. That’s what’s scary. I don’t want to hurt him for loving me. I don’t know exactly what that means. I might tell him when I know what this feeling is.
MILL ( @waterydream ): Mill is like me. Mill and I share a lot of the same attributes. I don’t have to “pretend” with Mill. He told me I didn’t have to. That neither of us have to. But still, I wouldn’t call them a friend. Sometimes Mill does say things that seem a little bit targeted, though I wouldn’t call it annoying. I’d say we’re acquaintances at most.
TOKI ( @eventseraphim ): What a freak. It’s like he saw through my facade the moment we met. He likes bullying me as if it’s a joke. It doesn’t matter, though. He makes for an interesting friend. I will say that he is quite lucky I didn’t come to ANAKT for new test subjects…
INNAMORATI ( @alien-til-i-stage ): Very friendly. I don’t like it when he messes with me. I don’t want to show it and hurt his feelings, he seems fragile.
MACBETH (same as above): “To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, creeps in this petty pace from day to day, to the last syllable of recorded time; and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.” … Sorry. He’s named after a show I’ve read before and enjoyed, that’s all. I like Shakespeare. It’s interesting to me how humans used to talk… I think Macbeth is very well named. I wonder if he’s read the play…
YUME ( @sotogalmo ): So odd. I want to take Yume apart to see how what makes him tick. Is that so wrong?
YVONNE ( @aakaneeee ): Hm. She reminds me of vines. To be loved by her is to be trapped in a thorny embrace for all eternity…
ELIANA (same as above): I don’t know why Nene finds her interesting. Nene has such odd tastes…  At least Eliana is pretty.
YAEL ( @lookatmysillies ): He’s such an enabler. He doesn’t know what he’s doing to me, and I’d like to keep it that way. He doesn’t need to know anything I don’t need to tell him.
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grimst4rs · 2 years ago
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i think that we often do forget that the black brothers were not inherently good people; they were more or less morally grey, more or less leaning towards the good/bad side. it's hard to fully unlearn beliefs of your family (and i think that many people resonate with this statement, whether we are talking about fictional characters or real, fully-fledged people), and i think that morally grey characters are far more interesting than people who are inherently good or evil.
sirius black
many people (including myself) would say that sirius is leaning more towards the lighter end of the spectrum, given the fact that he actively tried to unlearn his family's beliefs, he ran away from home at the age of sixteen and decided to move in with people who were recognized in the wizarding society as good people, he joined the order as soon as he finished hogwarts, and, even after the unfortunate ending of the first war, he decided to join the order again and stay inside a house that was never a home for him, to ensure the safety of himself, the order, and harry, too. his last act was the attack at the ministry where he found himself, despite the fact that he was supposed to stay inside grimmauld place, and where he died.
however, we cannot deny that sirius, too, had slip-ups. one of them was the prank (to review what happened, essentially, he told snape how to get past the whomping willow, therefore revealing remus' secret to him). in this situation, sirius shows recklessness and a lack of thought towards the consequences that his actions could have towards not only himself, but severus snape and remus, too. his behavior showed a lack of altruism, and a lack of consideration for the people around him, being willing to put them in danger for whatever may have been the reason.
another one would be swm (snape's worst memory), where james is a part of the action too, but the tormenting of snape was unjustified (j&s started the fight, and snape responded) and ended badly. now, i am in no way a defender of severus snape's, but both j&s and him were acting based on either boredom (the aforementioned) and a need for revenge caused by the actions that had happened against him (the latter).
in canon, we are also shown that he does not exactly think the words he says, and the effect they have on people. (“You're less like your father than I thought.” — GoF). i think that sirius had no right to say this to harry, who was just trying to make sure that sirius would be safe. what we need to remember is that, by the time of the action of GoF took place, sirius was still on the run, and the ministry was still looking for him; it would have been dangerous for both him and harry (and whoever might have joined them) to go out of hiding and go meet up somewhere near hogwarts (hogsmeade). harry's response to sirius' request was logical, and sirius' response was reckless and not well-thought.
regulus black
we do not have enough information on regulus to fully state on which side of the spectrum he finds himself on. however, he was known to have held the same beliefs that his parents did and to be an open voldemort supporter (The Slytherin colours of emerald and silver were everywhere, draping the bed, the walls and the windows. The Black Family crest was painstakingly painted over the bed, along with its motto Toujours Pur. Beneath this was a collection of yellow newspaper cuttings (of voldemort), all stuck together to make a ragged collage.)
therefore, to some extent, we can safely assume that he held the same beliefs as him (and, implicitly, his parents). the voldemort collage might have been on the wall for either research purposes or an act of devotion (this interesting perspective has been added by @/werewolfenthusiast) we cannot be sure; however, i am inclined to think that it might have been a mixture of both.
furthermore, i think the fact that regulus only started actively betraying and going against voldemort only after voldemort's actions had direct consequences on him and the ones he loved — kreacher, and this is shown in two acts; (wording taken off the hp wiki)
After becoming a Death Eater, Regulus began to consider abandoning Lord Voldemort, partly because his master mistreated and intended to kill the Black family's loyal house-elf Kreacher whilst setting up the security measures for one of his Horcruxes.
One day, Voldemort asked Regulus for the use of his house-elf, Kreacher and Regulus eagerly accepted as he wanted to please his master. Voldemort used Kreacher to test the defences around his locket Horcrux, leaving him to die afterwards. Kreacher was able to escape using house-elf magic and told Regulus of what had happened. Regulus worked out that the locket was a Horcrux and was the reason behind Voldemort's immortality. This was the deciding factor in Regulus's defection.
therefore, regulus has been shown to feel remorse and to start to realize the lenghts lord voldemort would go through only when his family (implicitly, his house-elf) were targeted. however, by researching horcruxes and trying to destroy one of them, regulus (un)willingly helped the wizarding world towards voldemort's fall.
all in all, the black brothers are two complex characters who, to some extent, held their family's beliefs and values. whether they had actively tried to unlearn them (sirius) or their betrayal was slow and silent (regulus), and neither of them can be fit in the category of inherently good or bad people.
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