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whoisflattery · 3 days
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Brothers part 1
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amortentia - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 291
The feelings had come on quite suddenly.
The day they all met at the platform, to finally head back to Hogwarts for their sixth year, he felt it.
Staring at Remus, who had grown about six inches and styled his hair in a way that Sirius could only describe as different, his stomach lurched. He felt oddly off-kilter and embarrassed and nervous.
He tried to hide it. To wait until it passed or until he got over it, but it got worse daily. He became a stuttering mess around his best friend, and nothing was to be done about it. That was when he started to suspect.
Because the thing was, Sirius Black was smooth. He was a flirt and he was attractive and everyone wanted him. He was also straight.
So why was he feeling like this?
Well, the answer was simple.
He cornered James after about two weeks of torture and looked him dead in the eye. "Enough's enough, Prongs," he stated, cheeks still pink from a few minutes ago, when he accidentally somehow told Remus he wanted to eat him instead of eat with him.
James threw him a look. "Erm...what?"
"Stop spiking my drinks with Amortentia. I know you probably think it's ridiculously funny to see me make an arse of myself by tripping over Moony, but-" Sirius explained, rolling his eyes.
"Pads. I haven't spiked anything," James said, all sincerity.
And really, James was the only one who could have done it. Who would have thought something like this. So why....?
"You're sure?" He asked, almost desperately.
James only nodded.
"Fuck," Sirius murmured, mostly to himself, realizing. "Oh. Fuck."
James snorted. "Just don't kiss him until Christmas. Wormy and I have a betting pool going."
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empress-simps · 2 days
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Line That Leads To You
Pairing: Sirius Black x Fem! Reader AU: Soulmate AU CW: Language, Genre: Angst with a happy ending (don't worry guys) Summary: You make Sirius realize that having a soulmate isn’t all that bad— that he too, will have his happily ever after.
Note: One of my favorite tropes to write, soulmate AUs! Sirius just needs love and affirmation. I love writing for this! Enjoy! Picture is from pinterest, credits to the owner!
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You know, Sirius never really believed in those pesky soulmates stuff. It irks him to no end, and makes his head hurt.
The topic makes him snappy, bitter, and it leaves him feeling angry. To whom? The world— the one who’s responsible for everything that has to do with soulmates. He thinks it is a bunch of bollocks. It’s a pathetic little concept that everyone seems to be too invested in.
Sirius would be very much happy to tell you it doesn’t really end with a happily-ever-after.
“I’m telling you, Prongs. It’s just a bunch of crap.” Sirius tells James one time at the drawing room in the Potter Manor. James shakes his head, disagreeing with his best mate.
“It isn’t always like Walburga and Orion, Pads.” James gently tells him, eyes swimming with empathy for Sirius. “Just look at me, Lily and I are together, finally.” Sirius can’t help but scoff, shaking his head in a disagreeing manner.
“That’s because you were already pathetically in love with her before you even knew she was the one, Prongs. Same thing for Lily, but she was quite stubborn trying to deny what she felt about you. You guys are actually made for each other.” James lets out a laugh, the memories resurfacing making a love-struck smile appear on his face (Sirius gave him a disgusted look)
“That’s what soulmates are, Pads. You’re supposed to complete each other, balance the other person out” He pursed his lips and sighed, there’s no way Prongs could understand his opinion on the matter.
Complete each other, huh?
Then can someone give him a reasonable excuse on why his parents broke each other? One descended into madness; the other doesn’t really seem to care as long as the noble house of Black lineage will continue.
Sirius bites his bottom lip, deep in thought as he stares at his pinky, willing the connection to be seen; a red string that was tied into a bow that leads to Merlin-knows-where. It serves as a connection; the string that he and only his soulmate can see whenever they want. He tugs on it curiously, awaiting any reaction with bated breath. He almost scrambled away when he felt the other end also tug it. Sirius was utterly terrified, a shiver crawled up to his system, it’s foreign feeling for the Black’s eldest son. It made everything feel too real. A fact that he desperately tries to deny.
That night, before they returned to Hogwarts as sixth year students was the last time he ever willed to see the annoying little string in his pinky, not caring if his supposed other half was finding him or already found him.
Maybe it had to do with his twisted upbringing. He saw how his father cut the string tying him to their mother, the purple string that bound them together turning gray and withering away.
He saw how Regulus flinched, no one should’ve seen a scene like that, but they did. Someone severing their connection to someone who should’ve been with them through better or for worse, the one that fate intended for them. Their life got worse just after that, forcing him to flee and leave his younger brother behind at the deranged hands of Walburga Black.
“You should eat more, Reggie.” You turned towards the quiet and reserved Slytherin, pushing his plate closer to him, which made him wince. “I am quite full.” You raised a brow “None sense, all you did was sip pumpkin juice so you better do as I say or I’ll tell Evan and Junior.”
“Do you know that you boss people around quite well?” He grumbles, shoving a few spoonsful of dinner in his mouth as you hummed in approval, cracking a small smile. “I was told.” Your eyes flickered to the Gryffindor table, it seemed to gravitate you, pulling you in.
Looking down at your pinky, you willed the string to be visible to you. Seeing the red string attached to Sirius Black made your stomach churn; was it butterflies? Unease? You don’t particularly know, having mixed reactions to the string that leads to your other half.
You’ve known for over a year now, keeping it to yourself as you quickly figured out that he wants nothing to do with his soulmate.
“Reggie! Reggie!”
You exclaimed, slapping the poor boy’s arm as he was currently staying in the L/n Manor. He looked in your direction, quite annoyed, he was interrupted reading his book. “I’m reading, Y/n. You know, you should too. It’ll do you some good.” He sassed, trying to find which part he stopped reading. “My soulmate! They tugged the string!” You gushed, “They must be looking for me too, right?” You asked no one in particular, you can still feel the tingles you felt, how your heartbeat picked up, and how you felt like you were in could nine.
Quite the opposite from what Sirius felt, huh?
You never told him, never planned to. It was quite clear what his views are on the concept of soulmates when you saw him snogging different girls every week. It wrecked you; you swore you felt your heart stop beating every time you see him loving a girl other than you even just for a week. It sounds stupid and all, but you would give up everything just to know what it feels like; how he will look at you with love and adoration in his eyes, how his touch and kisses would linger on your body, and how his voice would sound like as his breath fans in your ear, whispering promises of love.
You looked at him from the Slytherin table; so close yet so far.
Regulus noticed, the all too familiar broken look in your face. His heart hurts for you, even if you do not tell him, he already knows. Seeing his brother’s indifference, Regulus’s gaze hardened. How could he have the guts to do this to his soulmate?
The memory of their mother's despair, the way she withered away after their father severed the bond, was etched into his mind. Regulus does not wish for anyone to feel that way, he does not wish upon it even in his worst enemies.
It was a pain no one should endure, a lesson that should have been learned.
Yet there sat his brother, laughing with his friends and willfully ignoring the pulls of his heart. The person who held the other end of this unseen tether, was beside Regulus. Your soul ached as you watched your soulmate. It was a betrayal of the heart's deepest connection, and it stirred a tempest of fury within Regulus that he struggled to contain.
“My brother is foolish. Eat.” He states, pushing your food and placing the cornbread on his plate to yours. She cracks a smile, chuckling. “Alright, Reggie. You’re lucky I love you.” You pat his curls, proceeding to eat the bread, smiling a little. Reggie never really shares his food with anyone, except for you. You’re the only exception.
“Padfoot.” Remus starts, looking out of the window as Sirius lays down lazily in his bed, looking at nothing.
“What, Moons?”
“If I say that I have an inkling on who your soulmate is, would you… look for them?” Remus asked cautiously. Peter and James perked up, eyes wide with shock. How could Remus possibly guess who his soulmate is? Unless… They’re also in Hogwarts?
“Don’t start with that crap, Moony.” Sirius sat up; a scowl displayed in his features as his grey eyes turned stormy.
“Don’t you even feel the slightest amount of guilt in your system as you snog other girls?” Remus frowned.
Sirius’s scowl deepened, his hands clenching into fists. “Guilt? For what, Moony? For not wanting to be chained down by some ancient magic?” His voice was a low growl, barely containing the emotions that surged within him. “I won’t be dictated by fate. I make my own choices, and I refuse to be bound by a bond I never asked for.”
Remus’s expression softened, the lines of concern etching deeper into his face. “It’s not about being chained, Pads. It’s about finding someone who complements you, who understands you in ways no one else can.” He paused, his gaze steady and piercing. “You’ve seen what happens when that bond is severed. You’ve seen the pain it causes. Is that what you want for yourself? For your soulmate who’s probably hurting somewhere?”
Sirius looks down, biting his lip and playing with the rings on his fingers. “I don’t plan on severing our bond, Moons- “
“Then what the fuck are you doing?” Remus spat, Sirius flinched, looking at anything but them. He knew deep down that Remus was right. He can’t deny he also wants to look for his soulmate. The only thing that was holding him back is that he’s scared. What if your story would end similarly like how Walburga and Orion’s did? Dread fills his system as he reflects on how he slowly realized he’s becoming like his father. Peter and James exchanged a glance, the weight of the conversation settling heavily upon them.
“I’m scared,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “Scared of finding her… Scared of repeating the same mistakes.” He paused, his gaze lifting to meet Remus’s. “But you’re right. I can’t keep running from this. It’s not fair to them, and it’s not fair to me.”
James offered a supportive smile, feeling happy for his friend. Sirius stood up, his posture straightening as if shedding the weight of his fears. “I’ll do it. I’ll find her,” he declared, his voice steady. “I owe it to both of us to at least try.”
“That’s our Padfoot.” Remus breathes a sigh of relief as Peter nods encouragingly at Sirius.
The next daylight soon came. Sirius gulps, looking around the great hall, feeling quite overwhelmed at the number of students entering for breakfast, eating, or chatting amongst themselves. For the first time in a long time, he willed the red string of fate to reappear within his vision.
Ah, there it was. The red string connected to someone from the Slytherin table. Sirius felt his heart drop, seeing the end of the string connected to your pinky. “Y/n?” The name left his lips in a hushed awe, his heart skipping a beat as he saw the string connected to your pinky. You, who laughed with such ease beside Regulus, were the missing piece.
Whether it was some brotherly instinct, Regulus looked at him, shooting him a warning stare as if to say: ‘If you hurt her, you’ll never see the light of day ever again.’
Remus raised his eyebrows in surprise, knowing eyes set on his friend. “Found her, Pads?”
“Yeah. Found her, Moony.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” James chimed in, a grin spreading across his face as Peter silently cheers him on. “Go on, before you lose your nerve.”
Sirius took a deep breath, trying to shake off the weight of Regulus’s protective stare. It was a silent challenge, a vow to keep your heart safe from his brother. With a nod of acknowledgment, Sirius stepped forward, crossing the small distance between the Gryffindor table and Slytherin.
“Y/n,” he said, standing before you, the red string pulsing with a life of its own.
You stilled, slowly looking in his direction. Eyes wide with surprise, searched his for a moment before softening. “I was wondering when you’d come around,” you teared up, making Sirius’ heart ache.
Sirius extended his hand, the red string wrapping around both your destinies. “Let’s talk, yeah?”
And in that moment, as your fingers intertwined, Sirius knew that whatever the future held, he had made the right choice. For in finding you, he had found a new path that began to unravel, one filled with hope and courage. The buzz of Great Hall continued, but both of them felt time still, feeling the bond weave into their souls deeper.
Sirius’s and Y/n’s story had its flaws, but it was theirs, uniquely woven by the red strings of fate.
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theprongspotter · 1 day
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McGonagall: WHO STOLE THE TOILETS IN THE GIRLS LAVATORY?!
Sirius: It really wasn’t me this time.
Remus: Okay, why don’t I believe you?
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c: @prompts-in-a-barrel
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honey-ca · 1 day
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𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐲
warning: Established relationship, consensual sleeping sex, deepthroat, oral (m), lingerie
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It was 00:06 on 27 March. It was your dear boyfriend James' birthday and as the good girlfriend you were, you were giving your present to James.
Your head was coming down and bumping into his pubic hair and when it came up it was bumping into the grey sheet in your room. You found yourself in the middle of James's legs sucking his cock as a gift, as soon as it was 12 o'clock at night, you hid between his legs to give him your gift.
You had been waiting 6 minutes for James to wake up and meet his present, but all you got were low moans and sleepy leg movements. So you decided to go down to his weak spot, his balls. You loved playing with them and James loved watching you suck on them, so the instant you took one of his balls in full and your hand went to jacking off his cock, James Potter woke up with a loud groan, quickly lifted the sheets off his hips and saw a blurry outside, grabbed the glasses off the bedside table and didn't believe what you were doing.
There you were smiling still with his ball in your mouth and your hand on his cock red and shiny from all the saliva you spilled. James let out a big moan and grabbed your head with his hand as he pulled his head back.
"Merlin, ah-a-ah" he moaned " y/n!"
You pulled his testicle out of your mouth and with the back of your hand you wiped your jaw removing all the drool that was on it.
Smilingly you brought your tongue to the crack of his cock and sucked it slowly. With your other hand you grabbed James's thigh which began to twitch hard at the sensation. It was a delight to your ears to listen to your dear boyfriend. You kept licking the tip, then vertically following one of the veins, then you simply sucked the tip of his cock.
James couldn't stop moaning and twitching, he got to the point where he grabbed your head tightly and choked you with his cock. Tears began to well up in your eyes at the recent obstruction.
"Hold on, princess," you heard James whisper, "I've got so little left, and when I cum, I want to see you swallow all my cum.
You groaned as you listened to him, the domineering James always made you sick. If you had a puddle between your legs before, you were sure that now you had stained the silk sheet into a wet puddle.
James held your head and started to move it himself trying to get to his spot. Seconds later James was on shaking legs and moaning much louder than before, when you felt a gush run down your throat, you knew James had reached his limit. You kept bobbing your head swallowing everything James was giving you. When you felt that there was no more, you came out of your hiding place and positioned yourself on top of James's hips. His eyes widened as he saw that this wasn't the only treat.
You were wearing a red lingerie set that left nothing to the imagination and you were also wearing a necklace that she gave you when you were young lovers giving it the perfect touch between sexy and adorable. A silly grin came across your face when you saw that James wasn't taking his eyes off you. He decided to caress your arms, your neck, your back.... With his big arms.
"My God... I'm sure that's one of the best gifts I've ever received... " commented James, in love with you.
You glanced at the clock on the bedside table, it was still 00:14. With a smile you looked at him and stroked both his cheeks. James let himself be carried away by your touch, took one of your hands and left a kiss on the palm.
"Haven't I been too rough?" he asked, his tone sad.
"Of course not, sweetheart," you smiled sweetly, placing a kiss on his lip. And when it looked like James was about to follow your kiss, you pulled away quickly, leaving James looking a little bewildered, and he made a sad puppy dog face.
You reached your hand down to the small piece of red cloth that was trying to cover your slippery pussy, grabbing it from the side and leaving your pussy bare. James watched as if for the first time and quickly noticed his friend start to get up again.
"We still have a long night ahead of us" you said sitting up a little and grabbing James's cock to rub it against your swollen clit.
You stayed like that for a moment until you thought it was enough, you directed his tip to your entrance and slowly and sensually pushed it in while you both moaned in unison.
When it was all in, (thanks to the fact that you were so wet), you leaned in close to him and whispered:
"We still have a lot of night left to enjoy, birthday boy."
Happy Birthday to our boy!!
I really love this man 🩷
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lulublack90 · 3 days
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Prompt 25 - Alohomora
@wolfstarmicrofic March 25, word count 305
Remus had a free lesson between classes. The other Marauders all had divination. He wiggled under his bed and pulled out a small wooden box. He waved his wand over it and muttered. 
“Alohomora.” The box popped open, and he grinned down at the goodies within. 
Chocolate frogs, peppermint imps, fudge flies and a couple of bottles of butterbeer. 
He flicked his wand at the record player, and Changes started playing as the Hunky Dory album began to spin. 
He relaxed back into his bed, opened his book and began reading as he bit the head off a chocolate frog. He was about to pull the cork from a bottle of butterbeer when the dorm room door flung open to reveal Sirius Black standing all dramatic in the doorway. 
Remus hurriedly tried to hide his sweets. 
“Don’t think I can’t see the pile of snacks you’ve got, and you’d better be sharing.” Remus pulled a face but tossed him a bag of fudge flies anyway. 
Sirius spread himself across Remus’s bed and swiped the bottle of butterbeer from Remus’s hands. He took a long swig before handing it back. 
“I thought you had Divination?” Remus asked as he sipped from the bottle. 
“I did,” Sirius said with a grin as he put his arms behind his head, knocking Remus with his elbow. “But I got halfway there and couldn’t be bothered. Besides, I’ll predict something horrible for her next time, and she’ll forgive me.” 
“Teacher’s pet.” Remus teased. 
“Well, I am a dog.” Sirius sat up and launched himself on top of Remus, snuffling at his neck before moving back and kissing his lips. 
“We’ve got about an hour before lunch,” He murmured into Remus’s mouth. Remus smirked as he pulled Sirius in closer.  
The sweets went forgotten as they lost themselves in each other.    
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that-bitch-kat3 · 18 hours
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rip sirius black you would have loved mother mother
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not-rab · 22 hours
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fic idea ~
it’s nearing 9 years after the Marauders, a popular boyband consisting of James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, announced they were taking a ‘break’ to pursue solo careers
less than a month before the Grammys, the guest list was released to the public, displaying all four of the boys as nominees for their individual work
this will be the first time in almost a decade that the whole of the band have reunited to the public eye after their ‘divorce’ as it’s known to fans
what’ll the outcome be?
lmk if u’d actually read smt like this in a twitter au form orr just not ahahh
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James, to Lily: I just heard Moony call Padfoot a “fucking liar” because he barked like someone was at the door and no one was there
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nrvscig · 3 days
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sirius black would be a Marina & The Diamonds stan. look me in my eyes and tell me he wouldn't try to seduce remus while singing Bubblegum Bitch (it works. remus hates it(he loves it)). you can't. because its canon and we all know it.
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jamespotterbbg · 2 days
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just saying, when i'm just ken came out, it was sirius and marlene's freaking anthem. they chanted it in the halls.
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evyltalks · 2 hours
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what if im slowly turning into a remus fanpage ?? would it be such a terrible thing ??
Commission for the kind @/sapphoista on ig🤍
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Save Me 'Til the Party is Over
CW: Sad? Alcohol. Conan Gray sadness. Yeah.
"He's doing it again," Remus murmured to James, clutching at his plastic cup miserably.
"Sirius?" James asked softly, though they both knew the answer.
Remus tried not to look up, but it was no use. And when he did, silver eyes stared back. Beckoned him to the makeshift dance floor in the middle of the Common Room.
'Dance with me, Moony,' red, kissable lips mouthed.
He wanted to cry. To refuse. To run. Because he knew how much he would hurt tomorrow.
But he was weak, so he walked forward as Sirius reached for him, not resisting at all as the shorter boy linked his fingers behind Remus's neck, pulling their bodies deliciously close. "Missed you, Moons," a hot mouth whispered in his ear, making goosebumps erupt over Remus's skin. His ripped jeans and cropped shirt left inches of naked waist for Remus to grab at.
Sirius had been relentless, as usual. Trading drinks with every girl he saw. Downing shot after shot as he stared at Remus seductively.
And Remus allowed it. Allowed Sirius to turn, pull him to a corner of the room, connect their lips, as he always did. He was putty in the shorter boy's arms.
But the whole time, he knew.
Tomorrow, Sirius would joke, "Heh, we were so drunk, eh, Moony? We get up to the weirdest shit." "Crazy how alcohol makes you do such crazy things, eh Moony?" And then, he would pretend it never happed.
But Remus still melted into the soft lips of Sirius Black now. Pretended it was different. Pretended they were together at a different time, without loud music and a dancing crowd, together even after the party was over.
Together even when Sirius was sober.
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true-task-party · 16 hours
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In the marauders fandom it’s like: top Remus, bottom Sirius but in canon it gives more top Sirius, bottom Remus vibes
(We don’t give a shit about canon anyway)
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