Sirius Black - Blog Posts
Remus *irritated*: What is wrong with you??
Sirius *having a meltdown*: EVerYthInG AppARENtLy!
James *walking in*: hey, slow down, what happened??
Sirius: REMUS PUT YOU DOWN AS HIS EMERGENCY CONTACT
James: Oh, wow, thanks rem, m'honored-
Sirius: OH WELL YOU TWO CAN GO SUCK EACH OTHERS FACES THEN, IM HIS HUSBAND. WHY IS HE EVEN CONSIDERING ANYONE ELSE-
Remus: LAST TIME I PUT YOU DOWN, YOU CALLED EVERYONE WHEN I'D JUST NEEDED A RIDE HOME
Sirius: AND HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT?? HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW MY HUSBAND WASNT DYING???
Remus: I WAS THE ONE WHO CALLED YOU!
James:
Sirius:
Sirius: technicalities.
Happy Halloween, you are all beneath me for I am Sirius Black, the HOTTEST mother fucker around!!
behind every hot girl there is unhealthy, slightly concerning, spiritual connection to harry potter’s dead parents dead friend group
Drunk James: and then they…
Drunk Sirius, but not as drunk as James: wait, you wanna say that my godson fucks with my nephew
James:
James: they’ve kissed right in front of me *cries*
Sirius:
Sirius: I always knew that all of Black practice incest
part 1
Fans when we get a pjo show: 🥰🥰🥰🥰😘
Fans when we get a Harry Potter show:
heaven 2016
Remus: hey Padfoot I wonder what’s going on down on earth
Sirius: I don’t know to be honest but-
Remus: wait Sirius, what’s that noise
Sirius: I don’t it kinda sounds like
*Starman by David Bowie stars playing*
*David Bowie enters heaven* Sirius: OMG IT’S DAVID BOWIE
Remus: OMG IT REALLY IS HIM
James: I don’t I’ve seen them this excited for ages
Lily: I know right
*Remus and Sirius just fan girling over meeting Bowie*
Wolfstar and different situations that would occur if they had raised Bambi
. he would know so many curse words, curtesy of Sirius
. he would like having his hair length in between Padfoot and Moony's
. he would love reading, and Moony would start teaching him from a young
. the amount of jinxes and hexes he would know before starting Hogwarts would be so impressive (James would be proud)
. when Harry eventually gets older he would find out about Remus' condition and would always try to help and look after him he night before the full moon and after
. Padfoot and Moony would not raise Bambi the way that they were
. Wolfstar would make amazing fathers
Wolfstar and Sirius' new haircut
Sirius: gets a wolf cut
Sirius:''I got a wolf cut!''
Remus who knows what he is gonna say next: 'sighs'
Sirius: ''I got a Remus cut :)''
Remus: ''I hate you Padfoot''
Sirius: ''Love you too Moony :)''
and when he runs away to stay with the potters he gets 1) the world’s absolute worst sunburn that leaves him bedridden for a week and 2) the world’s absolute best tan that leaves [remus/james/mary/whoever you ship him with]’s jaw falling through the floor
Sirius is only so pale because he was never let outside.
Peter and Sirius were best friends. Agree, disagree, but you are not changing my opinion. James and Sirius were so much more than best friends, even more than brothers. Hard relationship to explain. But Peter and Sirius were best friends. They'd sneak into the kitchens daily, steal something and watch the world burn as the house elves were looking for the pancakes. They'd go outside after an unsuccessful attempt of skipping school and climb trees to the point where they could see all of the schools' campus and even Hogsmeade. Peter once threw Sirius' pillow out the window, 'as a joke', and they needed 3 hours to convince the Whomping Willow to let go.
And on the 31st of October, Sirius completely lost their mind.
sirius: hey snape snape: what sirius: i have come to deliver you a present sirius: it's a bath bomb sirius: you put it in the shower and let the magic begin snape: black, this is a toaster
marauders' pronouns?
bjbjbj
remus- he/him
sirius- any but they preference
james- he/him
peter- he/him (doesn't get bothered by they)
nobody asked for the girls so here_
lily- she/her (doesn't mind they)
marlene- she/her
mary- she/her
dorcas- they/them
james: oh sirius! i've been looking for you!
sirius: ok?
james: i thought about this and i wanna ask you something
sirius: go on.
james: why isn't germany's currency called germoney?
sirius: ...
sirius: no. seriously now, dude.
sirius: remus
remus: yes? *starts to create images in his head*
sirius: there's something i've been meaning to ask you for a while...
remus: *starts tearing up but acts dumb* yes?
sirius: why is james standing like that?
james: *stands on his head*
i have no clue
enjoy the fanart ig
marauders and co. as things me and my friends said
remus: I WAS IN THE FUCKING ELEVATOR
remus: fuck me, fuck you, fuck the president, fuck your mom. --- sirius: i don't dress to get paid. i dress to get layed. sirius: *laughs hysterically at a fly* ---
james: COME AND FUCKING EAT BITCH james: no. shut up, you are amazing and you deserve love. --- peter: ...i don't need that shit, i have biscuits and frogs peter: i for one second thought you were more mature. i was wronger than answer a. --- marlene: and you're gonna spend valentine's day alone or what??? marlene: i agree. i'd look like the typical 12 year old boy who dyed his hair for the first time if i dyed my hair blue --- lily: [name] stop being a pussy lily: nobody mentally stable here? --- dorcas: *gets up on chair* I'M GAY dorcas: he invited you to McDonalds???? damn i wish i'd have a partner like that --- mary: what in the name of motherfucking fashion are you dressed in??? mary: i am beautiful no matter what you say. i am a guru. --- regulus: WHY THE FUCK DOES NOTHING GET TO MY HEAD?? regulus: i'm not here to listen to your shit, goodbye
the black family at dinner:
sirius:
walburga:
orion:
regulus:
sirius: i like DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK
aria rambling about her shit because she's bored
i'm sorry you have to read this
things i need to see, do and say before i book a plane to the philippines and lose my phone on my way to the airport
kidding, ofc
soooo i've drawn some marauders stuff that i'm too lazy to write 😍
it goes like they are on a vacation and they are in an antique shop and just staring like 🤩 at history, mary and peter running on the beach, marlene and james trying to push each other of the dock, lily and sirius rambling about their boyfriends and remus and dorcas talking about the war 🤺 and skipping stones, dorcas says " i'm putting my faith we all will get out of this" and remus is like "pinky promise?" they both laugh and dorcas replies "pinky promise" and then remus is alone on the same beach and yall are fucking liars
i went to a party (or whatever that was, hangout) with my friends yesterday and i imagine the marauderettes just in floofy pjs doing each other's nails and gossiping
dumbledore smells worse than socks worn for 5 eras
sirius: *exists*
remus: *cries*
remus: why the fuck do i have to be so gay???
james:
peter:
lily:
marlene:
dorcas:
mary:
hogwarts:
the staff:
dumbledore:
scotland:
great britain:
europe:
earth:
solar system:
milky way:
universe:
sirius: *turns around*
sirius' room was a mess.
regulus knew that what he was doing was probably, no, surely, wrong, but the reality he didn't want to face was that he missed sirius. he knew he was intruding and he knew sirius wouldn't have let anyone else in their room, but regulus was always an exception.
a picture fell of the desk. regulus picked it up and he recognized all of the people in it, but there was something that caught his eye.
sirius was happier than regulus had ever seen them around him.
james potter was on their left side, holding a butterbeer in his hand. peter pettigrew was next to james, a wide grin full of admiration on his face. and on sirius' left side, there was remus lupin, one of his arms draped around sirius' shoulder and a strange twinkle in his eyes.
regulus always knew what that twinkle in lupin's eyes meant. what the longing glares and the touches that lingered just a bit too much to be just friendship actually symbolized.
on the chair in front of the desk that regulus glanced to there was one of sirius' leather jackets.
the boy looked at it for just a bit too long, then picked it up and threw it over his shoulders.
he made his way to the mirror and, when he looked in it, he saw a slightly smaller version of sirius.
regulus smiled. the jacket was just a little bit too large for him, but it smelled like sirius. it smelt like cigarette smoke and wet dog. it felt a bit like home.
"you know," regulus started, and a tear rolled down his cheek, "when i was a kid, i used to think you were cool."
but he was still just a kid and he would have given anything in the world to be just a little bit more like his brother.
i'm sorry for what i made here: it's an idea for the text fic i'm gonna start
summary: the marauders and marauderettes are being themselves in 2021
word count: 196
fork man created 8 direction
sirius: you have to be kidding me james
fork man: no
remus: i'm out
remus: who else is here
peter: just us
peter changed their name into poptart
remus: not you as well
marlene: don't think you're the only one who's suffering
sirius: says you
poptart changed sirius' name into daddy
daddy: wtf peter
dorcas: what's wrong with you
marlene: he didnt sleep enough
mary: ofc he didnt he was singing someone to you at 4 am
fork man: jesus
fork man: you need him ✝
remus: you don't
remus changed their name into werewolf of london
lily: i thought you were sane
marlene changed lily's name into ik you smell good
ik you smell good: why
marlene: because it's true
daddy: 👀
daddy changed marlene's name into mommy
dorcas: why am i the only sane one
mommy changed dorcas' name into parental unit
werewolf of london: lmaoo that's what you get for complaining
poptart: (;
ik you smell good changed their name into marlene stop changing my user
marlene stop changing my user: i never thought covid would do this to you
mary: @peter he's the worst rn
poptart: stfu
i have a question
so, remember how remus is a werewolf and sirius is a dog (kinda)?
also in my au remus is trans
so, if everything goes according to the plan, would their kid be a furry?
hey sirius, what are you doing today?
i hope you're enjoying your amazing birthday!
i hope everything's going fine
and that you're having an amazing time!
remember when you were a scared little lad
who was deeply afraid of his mom and his dad
and look at you now, living a happy life
without fear, regret and without a wife
and i am conscious i can't say a lot
because there are a lot things you got
to do, and i'm proud i've seen you growing since your first day
into the truly brave lion you are today
the first birthday sirius' remembered was their third birthday, when nothing was wrong and their hands were small and regulus was still wobbly on his feet, when their mother never screamed at them and they still saw their father from time to time.
they did know that nothing much happened, because they were still young and they didn't remember much, but one memory stood with them from then onwards, and every birthday it played in their head over and over again.
walburga picked them up in her arms and they remember they giggled. walburga smiled to her son softly.
"joyeux anniversaire, mon fils chéri." walburga said, barely over a whisper, those words only meant for sirius to hear.
it was the last time sirius would hear those words from her.
-
their twelfth birthday was quiet. it felt different, because it was different.
regulus wasn't there, sirius was away. they were apart for the first time and it hurt. they didn't know if it hurt for regulus, but it hurt for them.
no letter came from anyone from home. ever since the black family had found that sirius wore the red tie instead of the green all of them did, something changed. and it made sirius scared to go home for christmas
"happy birthday, sirius!" james smiled, putting his hand on sirius'.
it felt warm, a weird warm that sirius had never quite felt before. it felt... homelike.
"we didn't know what to get you..." remus shrugged, "so we just wrote you a letter. well, peter wrote it, because if either me or james did you wouldn't understand anything." he added with a smile.
peter grabbed his bag ceremoniously and put it on the chair next to him.
"here you are, good sir." peter nodded, handing sirius the letter, who almost snatched it out of the boy's hand due to excitement.
dear sirius,
hi and happy birthday. you're cool. we love and cherish you, dear roommate, you're also cute.
the boys
although it was short and seemingly unimportant for anyone else, tears welled up in sirius' eyes.
"thanks, friends." they said, and they hugged.
and sirius found a new home.
-
sirius' fifteenth birthday was an emotional rollercoaster.
first of all, they woke up next to remus. and they didn't remember how it happened.
"happy padfoot, birthday..." james muttered groggily from his bed.
"did you mean happy birthday, padfoot, james?" peter snickered as he was scratching his neck. "happy birthday, bestie. swear on merlin i'll give your gift later."
he glanced into remus and sirius' direction, then grinned.
"james, let's go, give the saps- uh, i mean remus and sirius! some time together. yeah. let's go."
james looked confused as he was dragged out of bed by his friend. peter looked at remus and sirius and winked, then closed the door behind them.
"good morning." remus smiled sleepily. "happy birthday, sirius."
and before either of them knew, they were kissing, softly, like it never happened to sirius before. they knew they could get caught, but they didn't care, because both of them knew what they hid from each other.
they had each other, in that moment.
them and no one else.
"is this good?" remus asked, but the purpose of the question was a whole other, that sirius understood.
"yeah." they smiled, butterflies erupting in their stomach.
-
non arguably, sirius' seventeenth birthday was the best one they ever had.
they got away from their family and, at last, they were free.
"happy birthday, fuckface." remus groaned in the crook of sirius' neck from his spot in his bed.
"happy birthday, pads!" james yodeled and sirius covered their ears their ears with the thick pillow.
"fucking hell, mate, thanks," they sighed, smiling. "but merlin's tits spare me of the screeching."
"asshole." james rolled his eyes and threw a box right next to sirius, who opened it.
inside was a black watch with stars, almost as old as time.
they knew it was fleamont's, and they rubbed their eyes in an attempt to not let a teardrop fall out of their eyes.
it was a real gift from a real family.
-
Sirius,
I haven't written in a long time, Mother has hidden the parchment ever since you left so I couldn't write.
I wanna start off with an "I'm sorry.". I should have been stronger, I should have said something, I should have done something but I never did. Because I was scared, unlike you. And for that I have always been bitter, of how you could stand up to someone like Mother and Father. I wish I could have been more like you.
It hurt after you left, it was hard, but you did what was right, because that house has been rougher on you than on anyone else. I understand why you did it and I have never been mad at you for leaving, because you did what you had to do. I was lonely ever since, though, and no one could light up the house like you did.
The little box contains your gift. It'll remind you of me. Don't forget me in your new, perfect life, Sirius.
I hope you're ok.
Happy birthday, big brother.
I love you,
your little brother, RAB
-
"happy bi'thday, pa'foo!" hari squealed from his father's arms.
"you taught him that for this special occasion?" remus asked, looking at his now fiancé, a soft smile lighting up his features.
james nodded, giving his friend a grin. "had to, hari loves them."
"hey kiddo!" sirius cooed. "did you miss me?"
hari nodded frantically, holding out his little hands, trying to reach sirius. they put their finger out and hari's little hand surrounded sirius' long finger, who smiled.
"bravo hari."
and everything was still normal.
-
"prisoner three-hundred nine."
finally the last part of part one!
note: this comic was inspired by @queerdeadwizards' jegulus ficlet. thank you for letting me put your writing on paper. xx moon
summary: james sings regulus love songs in the great hall at breakfast and makes a fool out of himself
p.s.: part two will come in a few days
the thuds of their shoes echoed on the empty corridors and the hardwood floors of the castle as they were running away from the consequence of their prank.
all of them were panting and laughing, and behind them clicked heels.
"quick, here!" remus whisper and opened the door of the broom closet with only a hand, and him and his friends snuck inside.
the clicking of the heels still reverberated in the emptiness. then it stopped.
"where are thosee rascals?" minerva mcgonagall asked herself aloud, looking around the corridor, hoping to catch the boys that put red hair dye down the pipes which carried water to the dorm rooms in the slytherin dungeons.
peter giggled and sirius covered his mouth with their palm.
"you absolute fuck, keep quiet!" sirius whisper-yelled, a smile on their face.
"oh my god, if we get in trouble one more time she's going to take my badge." james exhaled quickly.
"as if you'd care." remus rolled his eyes.
the clicking of the heels started again and the marauders held their breath as they listened. the sound seemed to drift away.
"sirius, peek out and check if she's still there." peter said quietly, looking at sirius shyly.
they opened the door and peeked outside.
"empty." they said simply and looked behind at their friends, who were still waiting for an answer.
"james, move your fat ass!" remus exclaimed as he tried making his way out of the closet.
"you're the one with the fat ass." james retorted.
james silently screamed as remus kicked him in the shin and made his way out of the closet, helping peter out.
once james realized that his dramatics will not make remus apologize, he straightened his back and looked around.
he held his hand out and the rest of the marauders put their hands over james, smiling slyly to each other.
"mischief managed." they grinned to each other.