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regulusblqck123 · 2 days
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Regulus: why do I love mother gothel even tho she reminds me of my own mother?
James: maybe she’s a better person?
Regulus: she really isn’t.
James: idk why then.
Sirius: gothel actually loves her child unlike our mother.
Regulus: THATS WHY.
James: from now on me and Remus are your parents.
Remus: I didn’t sign up for this!
James: becoming friends with us you’ve been signed up to this since day one.
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study-of-the-moon · 4 months
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as desperately as sirius wanted to be the cool aunt figure to harry, he was 100 percent the coddling aunt who pinched cheeks and stuffed him full of food every time he came over. remus was the cool aunt who would take him to places he wasn't supposed to go and covered for him when he wanted to sneak out, and sirius was jealous
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ifyoucandaniel · 1 year
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Just thinking fantasy au things????? Oh my god I actually have so so many ideas?????? Likeafunerall is going to be my downfall
Ac: likeafunerall
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redadidassneakers · 3 months
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Baby Blacks
Regulus: I’m hungry
Sirius: okay, what do you want me to do about that?
Regulus: make me macaroni and cheese
Sirius: I don’t know how to do that
Regulus: well I’m hungry so what do you know how to make?
Sirius: water
Regulus: *sighs*
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basiatlu · 6 months
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Hiii!!!
I really love your hp art🥰 I like the B and maybe Sirius and Harry when Sirius got killed by his own cousin… and Harry hold his body and yell that he is not died
Sorry if is sad😅 I hope you are having a great day❤️
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Hey thank you so much for liking my art!! Let’s see about an alt scenario of Sirius’ body staying behind…
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missgryffin · 3 months
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lying in wait
Randomly listened to some Hamilton over the weekend, ended up with "Wait For It" stuck in my head, and wrote this in a couple hours today. I think it's angst, but with a nice dash of crack? Idk 😅 But I hope it makes you smile! 🫶 below + AO3
November 3, 1981
The cottage is silent, save for the ticking of the old grandfather clock in the hall, and it’s already pitch dark, with only the faint glow of street lamps and budding moonlight shining in through rain-slicked windows. 
Lily draws up her knees to her chest where she sits on the sofa, peering mindlessly into blurry windowpane. She doesn’t remember the last time she walked aimlessly down a road, or went into a shop. Sometimes, on stormy autumn nights like this, she wonders if she ever will again. 
Footsteps tumble down the stairs, then come to an abrupt halt. 
“Lil?” She can see his shadowed outline, one hand in his hair. “You just…sitting in the dark?”
She shrugs, though he probably can’t see, and asks, “Harry went down alright, then?” 
James chuckles to himself as he crosses the room, picking his way around the furniture until he drops onto the sofa next to her. “After reading every book twice and playing the Snitch game for thirty minutes…yes.” He leans closer, grinning. “Our son is asleep.” 
She rests a hand on his scruffy cheek. “It’s only supposed to be ten minutes of the Snitch game,” she teases him. 
“I know,” James sighs. “But he asked for ten more.” 
Lily snorts. “What, and then ten more after that?” 
He throws his hands weakly in his lap. “Wha—am I supposed to say no to the kid? He looks just like me!” 
She falls into him, a laughing heap, and for a moment, they simply giggle deliriously together. It’s nice. It’s normal. Or at least a sliver of it.
James cuddles her into him, and Lily breaths him in. They’ve lost so many over the few years since Hogwarts, but they still have each other. She clings on to that, to him.
“I love you,” she says into his chest. 
He kisses the top of her head. “I love you, too.”
A stretching silence; a heavy sigh. “It’s his birthday.” 
“I know,” James murmurs. “I can’t stop thinking about him.” 
Lily peels herself off his chest and swings a leg over his lap, sitting with her arms looped around his neck. How many conversations have they had over the years while sitting just like this? How many more will they get? 
“He said he’d be in touch by today.” Her mind won’t stop racing. “What if this was a bad id—” 
“It wasn’t,” James cuts her off. “Besides.” A heavy sigh. “It was…our only idea.”
“Do you think…” She pauses, plays with his hair. “Do you think we…did the right thing?” 
He sits up straighter, pulling her closer against him. “You’re the only two people in my life I know I can trust completely,” he says. “So yeah, I think we did.” 
There’s no use rehashing it again; they’ve done that enough. Yes, he now has a target on his back, but it’s not like he wasn’t already a target before. No, it couldn’t have been anyone else—not Albus, who knows more than he’s saying; not Remus, whom Albus and Sirius both suspect; and not Peter, who’s been looking exhausted and strung-out from the night-shift reconnaissance he’s been assigned. Yes, he had to leave. And no, it wasn’t cowardly to do so.
Granted, that last bit had taken a not insignificant amount of convincing (damned Gryffindor), but he eventually came around to their idea. Staying around in England with Voldemort sure to be onto him was certain death. But why not take advantage of being top of Voldemort’s mind? Why make it easy, when instead he could make it hard? Give the Order a leg up? Let them use him (or rather, the idea of him) as bait to lure and manipulate all the Death Eaters looking for him, and maybe even root out the spy in the process? And really, if anyone was going to lead Voldemort on a wild goose chase, setting traps and lying in wait, who better than Sirius Black?
Still, she worries. She can’t help it. And she knows James worries too, even if he does do a better job of hiding it. 
There’s only one thing left to do, really; only one way to pass the time sufficiently distracted from racing thoughts. James must read her mind, because he’s all eager hands and excited tongue when she kisses him. Maybe it’s unhealthy, how much they’ve used sex to cope the past year. But when his mouth feels like this and hair’s in her hands…she’s not sure she cares.
“Prongs!”
They jump, springing apart like they’re fifth years caught after curfew. James swears under his breath as they fumble to right the clothes they’d started shoving aside before he reaches for the small mirror sitting on the coffee table.
“Padfoot!” 
Lily frantically feels around the sofa for her wand. 
“Why’s it so dar—oh, don’t tell me you were just—”
“We were waiting for you,” James covers. 
“Mate. That’s worse. Just say you were shagging.” 
“Well, we weren’t yet.”
“Hi, Sirius.” She brandishes her now-glowing wand, recovered from the seam between the cushions. 
“Lily! Looking rumpled as ever!” 
She yanks her cardigan back up her shoulder as she scolds, “Shut it.”
“I miss you, too.” 
They can only see Sirius’s chin in frame, and it seems like he’s moving around. 
“Happy birthday, man,” James says.
“Thanks.” 
“Where are you?” 
“Hang on—I have to show you—ready?” 
“Yeah?” 
His face comes into view and Lily instantly gasps. 
Sirius grins. “Like it?” 
His once shoulder-length hair’s been chopped off stylishly short in a fresh cut that makes him look like old Hollywood charm in that loose button-down he has on. 
“Damn, Pads!” 
“I…barely recognize you,” Lily stammers. 
“Well.” He adjusts the mirror closer to his face. “That’s sorta the point.” 
A heavy pit settles in her stomach. 
“How you been?” James asks. “Travel go okay?” 
“Yeah, fine.” Sirius shrugs. “I’ve been doing things the Muggle way—that Muggle Studies N.E.W.T.’s finally paying off, who woulda thought.”
“Where are you now?”
The mirror turns around, panning over an ocean-side city lit up with lights through a set of patio doors. “Cannes,” he says, and Lily hears the grin in his voice. The mirror turns back to his face. “I have access to money here, dad’s side of the family, in the French bank. And I figure…” He flops back atop a hotel bed, one hand beneath his head. “If Voldemort wants to come get me, he’ll just have to bring his snakey arse down to the beach, won’t he?”
They all bust up into snorting, wheezing laughter. It’s not normal; none of it’s normal. But laughing with her husband and their best friend like this is the closest to normal she’s felt in a long time, and she thinks, if this is how life has to be for awhile, she can live with it.
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themuseoftheviolets · 8 months
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"Can I ask you something?" Sirius asks, watching Effie walk away. He turns to look at Alphard with a curious expression.
"Sure, anything." Alphard answers, taking another sip of his coffee.
"Why do Effie and Monty call you Alphie?" Sirius asks, and Alphard promptly chokes on his drink.
He coughs, trying to get a hold of himself. He's also pretty sure he's blushing.
"Mind your business." He tells Sirius, getting up and leaving the room before his nephew can ask anymore questions.
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alphard vs a nosy teenager
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tomatoheadedmonkey · 10 months
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i’m so normal about them !! when they do their silly little things i just sit there like a normal sane human and i certainly don’t convulse into fits of giggles because i’m simply so giddy that these characters have been created and gifted into my life through some stroke of luck hahaha i’m simply normal about them !! and of course i don’t sometimes read something about them and have to take a break where i shove my face into my pillow with a huge goofy smile and almost forget to breathe because i’m so filled with happiness haha im so normal about them !! because these characters were nothing at first and then they were ideas and then they were pen on paper or words on a document and then they were a project and then they had a role in a whole story and now they have communities gathered around them because we simply love them so much that we need to share that joy other people
i’m just so normal about them <3
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lunarlivs · 3 months
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i love the idea of the black cousins living together as kids, thinking of each other as siblings rather than cousins bc of how close they are
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karmy-cries-again · 3 months
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sirius’s favourite disney movie is tangled w/out a doubt
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regulusblqck123 · 2 days
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It’s no longer the rapunzel aesthetic…it’s the mother gothel aesthetic now!
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Icon 🖤❤️🔥✨
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anticomedygarden · 1 year
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adventure
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cw: drinking
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"Where are you two taking us?" Sirius asked breathlessly from a few paces back. "I don't think I've ever even been to this part of Diagon Alley."
"Be patient, mon frere, and you'll find out soon," James answered. He and Peter had been planning this night for weeks, and James would not have it ruined because of some whining.
"If we don't get there soon, I'm going home," Remus declared, and James didn't doubt for a second that he was lying. This outing was seriously cutting into their sitting around being sappy time.
But James did understand where he was coming from. As a gay couple involving a halfblood werewolf and a disowned pureblood, there weren't many places they could be open with each other, and the middle of a busy street in wizard London wasn't one of them. Currently, Remus and Sirius were walking side by side, hands carefully not touching but still in reach of the other's. It wasn't an experience James could ever fully understand in his relationship with Lily, but he could damn well make it easier for them.
Which was how the four marauders found themselves in front of a rather nondescript door tucked into the far side of Diagon Alley.
A little flap opened at eye level, and a pair of dark brown eyes looked out. "Password," they demanded.
"Oscar Wilde," James said.
Without another word, the door swung open, and they filed in, Remus and Sirius both taking a skeptical look around before stepping over the threshold.
"Follow me, please," a rather short person with a pink pixie cut and a name tag reading Venus said.
"James, where the hell are we?" Sirius asked, pulling his leather jacket tighter against the chilly tunnel.  
James just shushed him.
Venus led the group through a dark tunnel to another door, this one painted in a bright rainbow.
Remus made a noise of understanding, and Sirius gasped. "Is this what I think it is?" he said excitedly.
James and Peter shared a smile. "Maybe."
Sirius squealed and grabbed Remus' hand tightly. "Open the door, please!"
Venus took out their wand and whispered an incantation James didn't quite catch, and the brightly colored door fell open, revealing a large room thronging with people of every color of the rainbow, drag queens, queer teens, and everything in between. To the right, a man in a white tank top and jeans was snogging someone with a truly brilliant green mohawk.
Sirius gave a shriek of, "Re!" before dragging his boyfriend out onto the dance floor, but not before Remus turned back to James and mouthed thank you.
"That's my favorite part of the job," Venus said once Peter had started towards the bar.
"Yeah?" James prompted.
They nodded. "Never gets old." Then, they turned to go back the way they'd came, closing the rainbow door behind them, and James went to join Peter at the bar.
"Hey, guess what I'm drinking," Peter said, grinning.
James looked at the clear liquid in the glass topped with a little pink umbrella. "Vodka?"
"A vodka dyke," he giggled. He peered out onto the dance floor and snorted. "Looks like they're having fun."
James followed his eyes to where Remus and Sirius were already grinding on each other. "Looks like." He smiled. "I'm really glad we could do this."
Peter nodded. "Me, too." He took another sip of his drink. "What's this place called, again?"
James grinned; that was the best part. "The Rainbow Adventure."
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word count: 582 @wolfstarmicrofic
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dwindlinghaze · 4 months
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sliebman10 · 1 year
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Adventure
Their lives had not been short of adventure. 
Forays into difficult and dangerous magic, solemnly swearing to be up to no good, a war that tore their lives apart.
But as Sirius flew his motorbike away from the scene of destruction, he tried not to let grief get the best of him. He looked over at Remus, who was seated in the sidecar, clutching a blanket wrapped bundle. Their eyes met, both tear stained and determined as they flew further and further out of reach of the Ministry of Magic.
The bundle began to wail, and Remus pulled the blanket back to see those green eyes staring into his and his heart broke anew. Harry’s loss was greater than theirs, but he and Sirius had exchanged grim nods and silently agreed they would take Harry with them, wherever that may be.
This might be the biggest adventure yet.
Parenthood.
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My final brain cell has left on paid vacation and now my brain has decided all of these sad green men with very ‘quality’ social skills, lots of trauma and familial issues who give off major queer vibes and have probably been imprisoned to some extent, carrying way to much responsibility, and are way out of their depth, are all the same person but the clones just keep getting more and more funky.
Did I miss anyone who meets these criteria?
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these bitches, specifically human marshall lee and human gary prince, are so wolfstar coded and i will die on this hill
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in this essay i will
CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR FIONA & CAKE EPS 1-8
okay first let’s talk about human marshall lee.
what do we know about him from eps 1-8 Adventure Time: Fiona & Cake?
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black leather jacket
mommy issues™️
from rich family that he doesn’t agree with
doesn’t want to be his family’s heir
mother only accepts him if he fits into a certain mold
plays guitar (popular sirius hc)
“bad boy” who secretly grew up rich
cares very deeply about the people he loves (which are not his biological family)
punk rock fashion and attitude
talkative and fairly outgoing
shorter than gary
obviously, most of what we know about younger sirius is based off of headcanons but marshall seems like such a sirius variant.
now onto to gary prince-
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sweaters, jackets and scarves dressed very cozily
old man energy
very dedicated to his work (like remus with academic validation)
ambitious
over-thinker to the max
often lost in his own little world
fantasy as escapism
creates in depth stories and lore (writer remus is a widely accepted hc)
introverted but still stands up for his beliefs
has a nighttime secret (sneaking into the bakery)
broke
quick temper
tall n lanky
nerd
he is so AU remus
now moving onto their dynamic together- so many scenes between them could easily be applicable to wolfstar.
figure 1. punk (also flirting)
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figure 2. marshall wanting to know all about gary’s special interest/writing
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figure 3. comforting over mommy issues
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figure 4. gary pulling (saving) marshall from his manipulative mother
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there were so many scenes that just made me feel like i was reading a wolfstar fanfic. the way marshall listens to gary and tries to help him achieve his dreams, even though he doesn’t have many concrete ambitions of his own, and the way gary protects and comforts marshall lee screams wolfstar. additionally, the archetypes marshall and gary fall into are very similar to the archetypes that sirius and remus fall into, which consequently creates a similar relationship dynamic.
tldr: marshall lee and gary prince are a wolfstar variant because they’re literally AUs of each other.
edit credits for the screen caps used: (these edits helped me to realize just how similar they are to wolfstar)
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