#sirius: whipped

[moondustinfj]

"No, you won't commit atrocities." *takes his hand* "We will commit atrocities."

[adharastarlight]

The Marauders on a road trip:

Sirius driving at 90

James: slow down, mate

Sirius speeds up

Reg: slow down.

Sirius ignores him

Remus: Slow. Down.

Sirius immediately slows down to 50

[reggie-black-is-my-gender]

Just an idea I had :)

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“Who is that?”

James had never seen someone so ethereal. He had never before seen someone who wore a simple white shirt like it was crafted specifically for them by a team of divine seamstresses. He had never seen someone who so quickly made him want to worship at their altar, because only divine beings could hold beauty like they did.

“Oh yeah, that’s my little brother Regulus, though I suppose last time you met he had been using a different name.” Sirius started, and oh at that James’ heart fell. “Hey! Reggie, come over for a sec!” Sirius yelled, waving his arms like a madman to gain the attention of the gorgeous man across the courtyard.

As regulus started walking their way, James had only one thought— how can someone so beautiful even exist?

“Don’t even think about it prongs, no one touches my sibling, we made a contract back in third year, siblings are off limits!” Shit, had James said that out loud?

“Well…” James said, getting ready, “contracts signed by a minor are not legally binding!” He shouted, already running his way towards the only god he would ever pray to.

[inthe-echo]

Late night (early morning) studying in gryffindor common room 🌙

[http-wolfstar]

Late night studying ⭐️

[barty-whore-jr]

bartylus getting matching piercings

sirius: how did you get regulus to agree to that?

barty: i just asked??

[soup-of-the-daisies]

harry is sort of the sirius of the golden era though isn’t he. in my head at least. like his home life is shitty, he’s loyal to a fault, he gets basically taken in by his best mate’s parents but does go his own way. he inherits a good amount of gold from his decent family members (his parents and sirius). is spat on by society & the government over something that isn’t even his fault. bit of a bitch. a cheeky little fucker. has light eyes and dark hair. would probably kill for his codependent buds if absolutely necessary. probably also has the gal (and self-imposed guilt) to stay in azkaban for 12 years before escaping on willpower alone.

[stonnedparrott]

The parts of Sirius that Remus adores, are the parts of himself that he hates.

Remus hates his socially awkward tendencies, but loves the way Sirius comes alive around people

Remus hates the colour of his eyes and the scar that runs across his left one, but loves the beauty of Sirius's

Remus hates his scratchy and poorly cut hair, but Sirius's is oh so soft.

Remus hates how much he bottles up his feelings, but loves that Sirius can always share what he's thinking.

other examples that I can't think of rn but lmk if you have anything else

[addsalwayssick]

sirius giving remus a lap dance to the beginning of sexyback send tweet

[chasemywishes]

James "Sirius is my soulmate, he's my top priority" Potter and Regulus "between me and Sirius, who would you choose?" Black

[17thcenturyb0y]

Might have developed an unhealthy obsession with the sirius x barty dynamic

aka

Well that’s one way to look at your brother’s best friend on the rare occasion you deign to speak to him

[hunter-the-gae]

I'm going to SCREAM.

[loosethreadsofyoursoul]

this might be targeted to a very specific audience but for the past while i’ve been driving myself nuts bc in crimson rivers, remus is the only one who can tell when sirius is like dissociating right? not even james, his best friend in the world, or regulus, his little brother, can see it the way remus can (“you were gone for a bit, i think”). and the reason i was going nuts is bc i felt like there was something similar to this but for the longest time i couldn’t put my finger on it. but then. THEN i was rewatching thee best show of all time, fleabag, and it hit me. it’s like when the priest is able to tell when fleabag breaks the fourth wall when nobody, not claire, not boo, has ever been able to before (“where did you just go?”)

and idk there’s something so beautiful and kind of heartbreaking to me about that, how maybe only the person who is best described as your soulmate can see even the most minuscule things about you, the parts of you that maybe you didn’t even realize others could see. the things that had been just for you, your whole life, are things that they share in bc they’re the person who knows you and loves you best. i dunno maybe this doesn’t make sense but it makes me kind of teary to think about. it’s just. lovely.

[del-stars]

final chapter of dreaming of after coming soon </3 so here is one last sneak peek:

Time casts its spell on you, but you won't forget me I know I could have loved you, but you would not let me Sirius pressed his back against the wall of the hallway, heart hammering in his chest. He was going to murder whoever was in charge of the music. Really, whose idea had this been? Putting on a song about desperately loving your ex for the rest of your life while your two best friends were going through one of the messiest divorces on record? That was criminal, absolutely criminal. As far as Sirius was concerned, everyone in that room who hadn’t demanded it be skipped was at fault. I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you Sirius felt the words in his soul. Because yeah, fuck yeah, he was always going to love Remus. That was never going to go away. And fuck Remus if he wanted to avoid it. They'd been together since they were teenagers-- Sirius had spent a good chunk of his life loving Remus, and he was supposed to what? Just turn it off? Move on? No. Fuck that. Fuck Remus, for not loving him anymore and for not kissing him back and for being the love of Sirius' life despite it all. It would be miserable, it would be sad, it would be fucking pathetic, probably, but Sirius would keep on loving Remus anyway. Because he’d been made for it, because he didn’t know how to do anything else. You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you Renewed, refreshed, and fucking angry, Sirius made his way back into the living room. He stood in the threshold, where Remus had touched him just a few hours ago, and fucking stared. Remus' back was to him, but Sirius put everything he had into his glare, anyway. Everything he hadn't been able to say, every conversation that had gotten stuck in his throat, every fuck you and I love you and I'm sorry that he'd wanted to hurl at Remus the past few weeks and didn't. All of his love and anger and hurt, heaved out of his chest and onto his face. He probably looked like he’d finally lost it to all of his friends watching, but he didn’t much care. I'll follow​​​​​ you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you As if he could feel the eyes on him, Remus turned his head. It felt electric, it felt horrifying, it felt fucking satisfying. Sirius knew that Remus knew that Stevie Nicks' strained voice coming through the speakers was his own-- when they were young, and Sirius didn't know how to say what he felt, he'd always turned to music. Now, when pretty much all else had failed, he did the same.  Was I just a fool? You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you Was I just a fool? Remus opened his mouth as if to speak, but an entire room laid between them. Sirius bit his lip, trying his best to keep his gaze hardened and unyielding. Fuck you, he thought, you are my soulmate and I'm going to love you whether you fucking like it or not. I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you Give me just a chance He hoped it kept Remus up at night. He hoped that, for the rest of Remus' life, he thought about how desperately and completely Sirius loved him. How he had walked away from that, from seven years of marriage, for nothing. How he'd fallen out of love with the person who'd given him every single part of themselves. Sirius hoped that every person Remus touched after him wouldn't measure up. He hoped that he could hear Sirius’ devotion ringing in his ears at night. He hoped he felt Sirius' love echoing in his bones until the day he died. You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you There were tears gathering in Remus' eyes. Sirius' resolve shook, but good, Remus should cry. After everything he'd given up, he deserved to cry. 

[the-chaosbringer]

James: *applying mascara*

Sirius: *stares*

James: ...what?

Sirius: nothing. just thinking.

James: about?

Sirius: *smirks* about how much I'm gonna enjoy seeing that mascara run later

James: *stunned*

James: *blushes*

[starrymoons26]

a snippet of sirius being a drama queen and remus loving it from chapter 4 of my current wip:

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Suddenly feeling quite unhappy with the silence between them. Sirius sighs.

Remus doesn’t look up, still focused on his book.

So he sighs again, this time a little louder with a little more exasperation behind it.

His boyfriend still doesn’t look up, eyes never leaving his book. But this time he at least responds. “Use your words Pads.”

With one last sigh, Sirius says, “will you please put your book down and give me some attention.”

Remus doesn’t look up right away. His lips betray him, twitching into a smile. The corners of his brown eyes crease with a smile.

Sirius grins, knowing that he’s won.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/62322169/chapters/159461785