Sirius Caused The Longest Hat Stall In Hogwarts History When He Was Sorted, By The Way

Regulus “all bark, no bite” Black and Sirius “all bite, no bark” Black

Remus was a virgin who hadn’t had his first kiss until he dated Sirius and I’m not sorry. He was not a Casanova. He was too insecure and too scared of people seeing his scars and too scared of people knowing he’s a werewolf and too scared of being judged and too scared of disappointing someone. He wanted his first time to be special because he’s an adorable kind loser boy.

Remus John Lupin is a dorky nerd in tweed and cardigans who is only strong enough to carry books around, and lets everyone walk all over him, and cries when people go on discriminatory tangents about werewolves/queer people, and makes Sirius help him study, and folds his underwear/socks, and drowns in jumpers that are too big because he’s so skinny that he has to choose between them being long enough or tight enough, and he’s always cold, and he has back joint/back pain, and has a snort-laugh, and a little overbite you can only see when he smiles, and his clothes have elbow/knee patches, and he never gets angry because he’s so scared of being a monster

HAHA YES Sirius is on permanent “care for that boy” duty because he’s very worried about his boyfriend’s physical health

Me whenever I write about Sirius: Have I mentioned how TALL he is? How STRONG? Have I told you that he’s BROAD? That he’s TALL? That he’s so TALL and STRONG and BROAD?

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This is Charles. He wants to go on a journey around tumblr. could you show him around?

Sirius has never actually called Lily her name, btw. He calls her Lilian and Lilibet and Lilith and Lillete and Lilah and Lizabeth and Liliana and Lydia and Liana and Lilette. Never just Lily.

She tries to do it to him in return, but there’s not much that Sirius can be short for. She compensates by calling him names and teasing him constantly.

Bestie that is close enough that we are kind of siblings but not quite because we talk about sex stuff for that too much (I am not dating them you freak shhhh)

Me when I love somebody so much I write them porn for their birthday (targeted)

I would like to have all of them… please…

A bit of a pallet cleanser for everyone.

Omg, you’re so sweet!!!!!

So, I’m writing a werewolf!Sirius AU, and I’ve written this quote from his POV.

“Being alright involves letting his guard down, it means putting his trust in someone else’s hands, it means opening his bleeding heart to show off the monsters living in there, clawing at the organ and smearing crimson over his insides.”

I need you all to understand the amount of symbolism I put into this quote, particularly the second half.

It refers to him having a “bleeding heart” specifically (and I know it’s not in this excerpt, but it’s in the bigger thing) in reference to his childhood, along with monsters (his parents, etc.). This is inferring that he is extremely sympathetic and kind, and, because of everything he went through, he can relate to people’s pain even more, which makes him more empathetic.

The monsters living in there bit is a pretty obvious reference to trauma and self-hate, but them clawing at his heart and smearing blood is also symbolism. Blood is red, which is a reference to how his treatment in his childhood made him Gryffindor-brave, along with extremely passionate (which is what red means in colour theory!).

Also, subtle reference to the phrase “bleed your heart out” (meaning, “to suffer a great deal of emotional pain; to feel extreme sadness for someone else”). My boy has suffered and thinks too much about other people.

Anyways, I just really wanted to show off how much thought I put into this line, please appreciate it :)

Sirius doesn’t like the closet in their dorm. Why is that?

“It starts when Sirius trips.

He’s alone in the dorm— James and Peter are serving a detention, as they’re the only ones that got caught for their most recent prank and Remus is in the library, studying with Lily. He’s pretty tired, as well; walking about the dorm, fresh out of the shower, not paying full attention to his surroundings.”

AHHHHH

“sirius, i’m stuck,” fleamont called out, tapping the crossword with the tip of his pen. “shade of sky blue, nine letters. come here.”

drying his hand as he came out of the kitchen, sirius sat on the armrest, looking at the paper. “cerulean.”

“doesn’t that have eight letters?” fleamont asked, pushing his rectangle-framed glasses up his nose.

“it can also be spelled as caerulean,” sirius said, leaning forward and pointing to a word at the top of the page. “that’s loquacious; overly chatty,” and gesturing the one somewhere in the middle-right , “demure; modest and reserved. so, not like james.”

fleamont chuckled as james put his hands on his hips in the kitchen.

“as if you’re particularly demure,” he retorted, accentuating the last word right as his mother gave him a look. james leaned down for her to kiss his cheek; euphemia patted it affectionately.

“i’ll be out to buy some groceries for dinner,” she said, “i should be home in about an hour or so.”

fleamont stood up, groaning as he peeled himself off the armchair. “oh, no, the boys and i are going to take care of that,” he smiled, as sirius and james headed towards the door, bickering, “right boys?”

both of them nodded, their topic of conversation shifting. fleamont put an arm around his wife and kissed her cheek, as james gagged and sirius chuckled at him.