#sirius being sirius

[my-castles-crumbling]

University AU - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 264

"That's my seat." A voice made Remus look up from his phone.

A boy with long black hair, a leather jacket, and multiple tattoos towered over him.

Well- towered was a strong word. The boy was short. But he was standing and Remus was sitting, so...

"I don't see your name on it," Remus quipped, but with no real malice.

"Actually..." the boy grinned, gesturing to the desk attached to the seat. There, in the upper right corner, were the initials SOB.

"Son of a bitch?" Remus chuckled, raising his eyebrows.

"Sirius Orion Black," the boy laughed. "But if you knew my mum, you'd think the initials were as funny as I do."

Remus let out a snort. "Funny, but I'm not moving." Maybe he didn't want to, or maybe he was enjoying talking to Sirius. Or maybe both.

"Well. Then I expect payment, as it is my seat," Sirius shrugged, looking as if the situation was quite out of his hands.

"Payment?" Remus asked, a bit hesitant.

"Yes. In the form of your phone number," Sirius confirmed, smirking. "It's only fair, don't you think?"

Blushing only a tad, and quite proud of himself for keeping it together, Remus nodded, quickly putting his name and number in Sirius's phone. But before they could talk more, the Professor called the class to order, and Sirius reluctantly sat in one of the empty seats a few spaces behind him.

Ding!

Remus scrambled to silence his phone, but couldn't resist checking the message.

Unknown Number: Enjoy my seat, Remus 😘 I'm certainly enjoying the view from here.

[that-bitch-kat3]

lily: honestly it’s a miracle they gave you a license at all

sirius: what do you mean? i’m an excellent driver.

lily: let’s put it this way, everytime you get on that bike i say a prayer

remus: you’re not religious

lily: i am aware. that’s how bad of a driver sirius is. i pray to a god i do not believe in every time he is on the road

sirius: fuck off

lily: no genuinely i think we need to have an alert that goes out every time the key turns in that ignition. it just warns everyone that sirius is about to be on the road. just so that everyone is on edge.

[siri-ustar]

⋆˙⟡A puppy who hold another puppy, literally. ( btw james is 100% taking a pic of this, probably making a part 2 for drawing it tho)

[mezsygfs]

Ever hear a song someone else is playing and just think "this is so marauders coded" BUT YOU CAN'T SAY ANYTHING CAUSE HOW ON EARTH ARE YOU GONNA EXPLAIN YOU HAVE CREATED YOUR OWN LITTLE WORLD BASED OFF THE HARRY POTTER FRANCHISE ABOUT HIS DAD AND 3 BEST FRIENDS.

[izels-writing]

s. black — how you get the girl [1/2]

*idea was given to me by @sunny-prongs !! <3

Pairing: sirius black x fem!reader

Summary: sirius has no idea how to get the girl this time.

Warnings: i actually suck at writing flirting, slightly ooc sirius?, i accidentally keep making all these gryffindor!readers so i apologize,

PART ONE, PART TWO (coming soon!)

you weren't quite sure someone had made you feel so many emotions at once the way sirius black did. even when he'd enter the room, the ínstense emotions you'd experience being in his general vicinity was absolutely mind-boggling. not that you'd ever admit it.

sirius black was the one boy at school that everyone wanted, even if they didn't admit it. he was funny, he was unbelievably handsome, and he was admittedly smarter than he gave himself credit for. and dear god, did he know it...

the boy didn't exactly lack confidence—matter of fact, he may have too much of it. but that didn't matter, because everyone believed that yes, he deserved that confidence in himself. he earned it. he could breathe in someone's direction and they're instantly melt—he was inconceivably charismatic and likeable. even the professors admitted it so.

yet, the only person who didn't seem to think so was you.

not because you desired to be different from everyone else—because, unfortunately, you found him handsome as well and you found yourself day dreaming what it would be like to be loved by him. but because you saw the way he treated the girls he had flings with. you saw the way he'd be so indifferent to their attachment and infatuation with him. more noticeably, you noticed the way he never bothered to keep a consistent relationship with any girl he managed to seduce—if that was even the right word for it.

you didn't want that. you had seen so much of it growing up. you couldn't bare it in a potential romantic partner. so, you didn't. you didn't allow him to see the way you found yourself glancing at him, you didn't allow him to see the way you'd quickly walk away when he did something gentlemanly like hold the door for you, and you certainly didn't let yourself react to his many compliments.

and unfortunately for you, though you didn't know it, you were the one person he wanted that he couldn't have. not for lack of trying, but because you wouldn't allow yourself.

he watched you from afar, mischievous grey eyes following your every move—in a curious, desirable way. nonetheless, you looked at him for a split second before turning to resume your conversation with daniel mckinnon, marlene's older brother.

"anyway, you should talk to her, i'm sure she'll understand," you told daniel. he chuckled and sighed.

"i suppose so, thanks y/n," daniel smiled. he went to say something else, but he glanced behind you and bid you a kind goodbye—all before walking off.

you were left confused, until you felt a presence by your ear, likely because of the loud music booming around you. it was difficult to hear in the common room which held a celebration for the gryffindor quidditch team.

"he's always been good at taking hints," a silky voice whispered in your ear. immediately recognizing it, you turned around and raised an eyebrow at the eldest black brother.

"yeah, he is—something you lack apparently," you replied, glaring at sirius challengingly.

sirius grinned. "oh come on, princess, you can't be that way with me. you look great, by the way, is that a new dress?"

you glanced down, smiling slightly at the fact that he noticed. then you came to your senses and rolled your eyes, "i bought it last week, thanks," you replied monotonously.

"of course, doll," he smiled. you rolled your eyes, but he never faltered. you supposed there was an admirable aspect to it.

you took a sip of your drink, before looking up at him. "what do you want, black?" you demanded.

sirius laughed. "what makes you think i want something? what if i just wanted to ask how you were doing?"

"but you don't," you corrected. "which raises the question, as per usual..."

"fine, how about you let me dance with you...and if things go well, let me take you on a date next weekend?" sirius suggested, brushing loose hair from your face behind your ear.

you had to admit to yourself, he made you incredibly nervous. he was suave and handsome, and just the perfect amount of flirty without being uncomfortable to be around. he had a thing with calling you pet names that normally you'd cringe at the mention of, but when he said it, they didn't sound so bad. and dear god, when he subtly touched you, you felt like melting into the ground. nonetheless, you knew this was just part of his strategy to sleep with you. you'd seen it with other girls he interacted it, perhaps not to the extent he did it with you, but he certainly did it. you had to keep reeling in your common sense.

"in your dreams, sirius," you scoffed. quickly, before the other part of you could take it back, you walked off and immersed yourself into the party.

sirius watched you walk away, smirking like he had actually gotten you to say yes.

——

you waited patiently for your friend marlene mckinnon to return from quidditch practice before heading up to your shared dorm. normally, you preferred to be in your own room and on your own bed—but marlene hated being alone in the common room, as she was easily scared despite the tough facade she put on in front of dorcas.

a quick patter of footsteps rushed over to you, before they finally sat beside you. the boy, who you quickly and unfortunately recognized, kicked his feet up on the coffee table and put an arm on the couch, so that it was almost around you. you sat back and turned to him, narrowing your eyes at him. sirius grinned happily at you.

“you’re like a lovesick puppy, you know that?” you scoffed, crossing your arms. you knew it was all an act, but you could help the feeling of happiness it gave you knowing that he only really showed you this type of attention.

“only you bring out this side of me, did you know that?” he attempted, but you rolled your eyes and looked away momentarily. unfortunately for you, you turned to look at him again and your (e/c) eyes met his grey ones. and dear god, they were easy to get lost in.

“where’s your boy band? usually you four are attached at the hip,” you asked, genuinely curious despite your nonchalant tone. he smiled at you before replying, counting off the three in his fingers.

“remus is doing his prefect duties, james has quidditch practice, and peter is on a date,” he replied. “leaving me, all on my lonesome…with you, of course,” his smile brightened the room and it seemed like he knew it.

“surely you have something interesting to do,” you commented, liking the fact that you could at the very least have a conversation with him.

“none as interesting as you,” he grinned.

you chuckled. “okay, that was smooth, i’ll give you that one,”

“what’re you doing down here anyway?” sirius then asked, looking curiously at the book in your lap. you closed it, finding that perhaps a genuine conversation with him was worth having even despite the flirtations.

“waiting for marls, she hates coming into an empty common room,” you replied. “creeps her out,”

he smiled. “you’re a good friend, you know that?”

you turned to him curtly, smiling back at him—genuinely smiling back him. “thank you,” you replied.

your faces were inches away from each other, if even, and you couldn’t help but feel the slight tension. you wanted to pull away, you really really did. at the very least, he hadn’t tried anything.

he brought a tattooed hand to your face, pushing a hair behind your ear. he almost leaned in—or maybe you were imagining it. but then, common sense kicked you in the head and you cleared your throat.

quickly, you stood up and gathered your things. every nonsensical part of you wanted to stay and see where it would lead, and the other logical part of you knew better than to be so naïve. sirius was only interested because you had been so difficult to get, after he got with you—you’d just be another girl to him. you and any other girl at this school did not deserve that.

“yeah, i can’t do this,” you mumbled. without another word, you rushed up to your dorm. in your wake, you left a confused, mildly hurt sirius black on the couch. he could still smell your perfume and your bright smile was burned into the back of his brain like a prayer.

and for a moment, he thought what it would be like if he actually got to kiss you.

——

“i don’t understand,” marlene mumbled, stroking your head as you laid on her lap. you were feeling very dejected and upset after the whole sirius situation. “if you like him, and he more than obviously seems to like you, what’s stopping you?”

you sat up, situating yourself to look at marlene with a dejected look. “the principle, marls! you’ve seen how he treats every other girl here, these are nice girls who he would be lucky to have as his girlfriend! how do we know he won’t treat me the same? how do we know he actually likes me the way i like him?”

marlene sighed. “yeah, you have a point—i just hate seeing you so conflicted and upset, boys are so dumb,” she shook her head. you laughed, nodding in agreement.

“what if i talk to james?” marlene suggested. “if there’s anyone who knows him better than himself, it’s james,”

you groaned. “but then he’ll know i have a crush on sirius! and then he’ll tell sirius, and then sirius’ll know i have a crush on him!”

“true,” marlene huffed. “straight relationships are impossible,”

you laughed, shoving marlene. “shut up,”

——

“pads, maybe you should actually sit down and tell her how you feel,” james said offhandedly as he tinkered with a music box that lily gave him to fix. the two had only been dating for a few months, if that, and already it seemed like they have been together forever—in a good way, of course.

sirius, who had dramatically sprawled himself on the bed, lifted his head up to look at james. “what?! are you crazy?!” he exclaimed.

remus scoffed. “what’s so crazy about that? james did it and now he and lily are great together,” he closed his book, looking at sirius and waiting for his response.

“because…those are real feelings! i mean i’d have to explain everything to her, how i feel around her, everything and i just…no, it’s too gross,” sirius sighed. “of course i like her, i’m in love with her actually! but i can’t just tell her!”

peter and remus exchanged a look before peter quipped up, “so you’re afraid of rejection and vulnerability and commitment?”

sirius looked up and glared at him. “what? nuh uh!”

“yuh huh,” peter replied.

“nuh uh!”

“yuh huh!”

“nuh uh!”

“yuh huh!”

“face it pads, you have issues with commitment, rejection, and being emotionally vulnerable,” james shrugged, continuing to tinker with the music box.

“james and peter are right, that’s why you’ve never had a girlfriend—well, that and you’ve been in love with y/n since our second year,” remus added, raising an eyebrow at sirius.

“shut up,” sirius grumbled.

“you’re going to have to get over that if you want to be with her, marlene’s told me why she won’t go out with you—and frankly i don’t blame y/n,” james said.

sirius scrambled up from his bed, practically jumping onto james’ to sit in front of him. “they talk about me? what did y/n say? what did she exactly say?”

james shook his head. “you’re going to have to figure it out for yourself, i won’t betray marlene’s trust,”

“prongs, please! you’re my only hope!” sirius exclaimed.

“no, marlene told me in confidence,” james replied. “ask her yourself,”

sirius grumbled. “fine…”

“you are the most dramatic person i’ve ever met,” remus chuckled, “and mary once cried over breaking her nail, granted it had taken her a long time to grow out—“

sirius glared at remus, making the werewolf quickly shut his mouth.

[pearlynia]

At 3am:

Sirius: imagine thinking

Regulus: ...

Regulus: imagine what?

Sirius: thinking

[lookingforsneha]

Sirius totally is the kind of guy to use overconfidence and humour as a coping mechanism. He can fluctuate from "I'm the greatest gift to wizard kind" to "I don't deserve to even exist, I'm sorry for breathing" in seconds and I don't know how Remus manages to keep up with it, but I'm suddenly beginning to understand his addiction to coffee and why he's so tired all the time.

[marinlupin]

HOW did sirius have long hair specially fanon sirius how you guys explain his hair because listen, i want to have long hair, but the fact that it’s at the length where its on my neck and i’m starting to feel it at the FRONT of my neck… idk if my sensory issues can handle it.

[gelly-fsh]

Glasses

"Uhg es que este dolor de cabeza está insoportable, I can't believe I left without my glasses, why am I like this?" Sirius could hear James before he saw him, he was lying lazily against a tree near the quiddicht pitch waiting for Remus to finish his study session with Lily and Regulus, but he inmediately perked up when he heard his best friend's voice.

He looked really stressed out, with one hand on his hair and another one just raised in front of him (probably to stop himself from running into anything, the idiot). He was slowly making his way to the Pitch benches the moment Sirius decided to take pity on the poor man and go to help him.

As he was silently making his way to James, James head perked up again and he saw him. Sirius could clearly see him squinting his eyes trying to identify who Sirius was, but just a moments later he saw James give him one of the warmest smiles he has ever seen.

"My love! You are here!" Whatever precaution James was having was thrown out of the window as James quickly made his way towards Sirius, who was at that moment extremely flabbergasted.

What the fuck?!?! Sirius mind was a mess, and he was so confused he was not able to form a word.

When James stood in front of him, he softly cupped Sirius cheeks with both of his hands and smiled "I thought you were in the library with Remus and Lily, did you finished early Mi Amor?" James was talking so lovingly that Sirius brain malfunctioned for a second, because since when Prongs had a partner??? Why did he not tell Sirius???

"Oh come here" James said, before he squished his cheeks and gave him a peck in the lips and in his forehead "Que chico más bello, so beautiful"

The peck was all Sirius needed to get out of his stupor, pushing James with so much force he almost fell back on his ass "WHAT THE FUCK PRONGS?"

When James registered Sirius voice, he instantly went pale, spluttering the sentence that would change everything "You're not Regulus"

"Of course I'm not my fucking brother, why the fuck did you do tha-" Sirius stopped, and he could vow that white noise started filling his ears

"Were the kisses and the sweet words meant for my brother, Potter?"

"Sirius, I need you to relax" Jame started, slowly making distance between him and Sirius, not that that could deter Sirius when he is fixated.

"Answer my fucking question James"

"....yes, yes they were"

"Ok" Sirius breathed out, gaze lost for a bit until he suddenly gained conscience again "I have to kill you now"

"Yeah, I know" James breathed out, expression solemn "Can I at least fetch my glasses before you do?"

"You have 15 seconds before I start hunting you down, you brotherfucker"

"Thats enough" and after that, he ran.

Sirius will analyze this moment and information later on, and he could fine it within himself to be happy for the couple after a bit, but right now? James will suffer for a bit.

He also need to go find Regulus after this, that little shit owes him all the details about how the fuck that relationship even happened.

[stareggie]

remus: men have prostates in their ass for a reason.

sirius: you used to be shy, now you’re a whore.

remus: character development.

[dumbass-gryffindor1960]

Remus: what happened again??

Regulus: well I was walking outside and I saw James, so I just came to kiss him…

Remus: and??

Regulus: he rejected me! So I tried again, he rejected me again!

Remus: maybe that wasn’t him?

Regulus: do you know any other gryffindor who can talk to a dog while playing with a golden snitch?

Remus: a dog?

Regulus: yeah that black dog

Remus: what did you say to James exactly before leaving

Regulus: he is the one who left! I said to him that he was less shy last night and he ran!!

Remus: I’m sorry for your loss

Regulus: what

[my-castles-crumbling]

James, saying his wedding vows to Regulus in front of two hundred people: Reg, I love you more than words can describe. You're truly my best friend, and-

Sirius: What? I thought I was your best friend?

James, turning quickly and looking distraught: Oh no, Sirius, I'm so sorry! Of course you are, you know you're my one and only!

Regulus, questioning all of his life choices:

[that-bitch-kat3]

bitches be like: omg this song is soooo sirius black coded!

the song:

[whoisflattery]

2023 // 2022

everyone loves moony 🤲🏻

the art drawn in 2022 was a success, but i honestly hated the way i did it and dreamed of redrawing it. i hope you like the new version too. 💖

[mezsygfs]

any marauders fan wanna randomly start texting and become the best of friends who do everything together and always talk and never have a single issue ever and fall platonically madly in love together 😝

[the0introvert]

Sirius: (walking out of the bathroom after finding a spell/potion that temporarily colors his hair) What do you think, moony?

Remus: (looks up from his book) cute.

*after a while*

Remus:*sobbing on James shoulder* He was so hot.

James: I know.

Remus: I'm so gay.

James: I know.