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Well firstly hello, i really like your writing it's amazing i have a request so it goes like this

Any Marauders or poly (whatever you are comfortable with) x ftm reader idk maybe coming out to them the fluff kinda hurt/comfort i really wanna see how tou would write them anything is okay with me thanks

Poly Marauders Fic: Our Tweety

➼ First thank you! I wasn't sure which marauders you wanted included, so I went with all four of them! Tbh now I feel like I need to make headcanons for each of the marauders, so if you guys want that lmk! I also went more of a fluff route than hurt/comfort, I hope that's okay!

➼ All the marauders are dating each other already but not the reader

➼ Just as a general aside: there is no one right way to dress, act, or feel as a trans person. In this fic the reader is described as a bit more as a 'stereotypical' trans person, just to try and make it easier to relate to. By no means do you need to have short hair, dress masculine, dislike certain parts of your body, etc., to be trans. All that matters is how you personally identify, how you feel in your own skin.

➼ No beta we die like Regulus

➼ Warnings: None! This turned out a lot longer than I first anticipated though-

Fanart is not mine! Credit goes to @upthehillart, go show her some love!

It was Saturday, a day that should have been restful. Instead James was banging pots and pans he got from Merlin-knows-where bright and early in the boy's dormitory. "Up and at-em! Quidditch practice! Wake up!" he rang out, a chorus of groans answering back as well as a pillow being chucked in his general direction. It landed on the floor in front of James, not doing any damage. Unfortunately. "Are you trying to wake the dead?" Remus groaned, pulling the covers up over his and Sirius' head. They had slept together last night while Peter had crawled into James' bed. Really what they needed to do was push their beds all together so that they wouldn't be crammed between two beds. Plus Peter squirmed a lot in his sleep so he'd stop falling off the bed in the middle of the night. Even if it was funny when that happened.

You were spared from the chaos in the boy's dormitory, the girl's dormitory was still nice and quiet. Everyone still asleep bar from you. Recently you had been reflecting a myriad of things. One being the fact that you liked four different guys at once. Four guys that were all dating each other. Well, four people technically, Sirius was genderfluid, though last time you asked he was currently going by he/they. Which was another thing. Sirius came out a few months ago and since then you had been thinking. He described it as never feeling always like a guy, sometimes he felt more feminine. Othertimes he felt, as he described it, 'in between', or that he didn't care, or neither. You didn't really think that was possible before.

Of course everyone in Gryffindor Tower was supportive. Or everyone for the most part, including you. Lily had made Sirius little bracelets with pronouns he could wear if he wanted, his boyfriends were of course happy that Sirius was comfortable enough to reveal that to them. All of that helped you come to the realization that you never really felt like a girl. You didn't like how your hair looked when it got super long, you wore baggier clothes to try and hide your chest, swapped out the usual uniform skirt for trousers, and showers? Those were hard. You hated looking down at your body most of the time and tried to get out of there as soon as possible. Sure every now and then you may have wanted to wear a dress or skirt, or something considered 'girly', but that didn't mean that you felt like a girl when wearing those things.

It was scary and confusing, trying to figure it out. Perhaps if you had talked it out with someone the realization would've came sooner or easier. Either way you ended up at the same conclusion. You were a guy, a man, a wizard. Not a girl, a woman, or a witch. It was almost freeing to figure that out. Or at least it would be if fear wasn't consuming the forefront of your mind.

That's why you were up so early while your classmates slept around you. You were trying to figure out what to do. You wanted to tell people, maybe even see if you could get switched to the boy's dormitory. But that fear was winning out. Despite how kind everyone was to Sirius when they came out, what if that same grace wasn't extended to you? What would people in other houses think? Professors? Would anyone even start calling you a guy? Would they use the new name you had decided on trying out? There were so many unknows, and the unknown was frightening.

Eventually you had spent enough time stewing in the dorms and moved down to the common room for a change of scenery and a nice fire. When you plopped down on the red velvet couch that's when the stampede from the boy's dorms came down. The first wave was excited second years in their quidditch jerseys, then the tired older quidditch players, then the marauders. James was as energetic as ever, Sirius not too terribly far behind him, Remus half asleep, and Peter practically sleepwalking. Remus was currently using his crutches, walking over and sitting down on the couch next to you. Peter followed suit and sat on the other side of you.

"One of James' early morning practices?" you asked already knowing the answer. Peter groaned in response, slumping against the pillows. Just like that he was back asleep. "Yes. I think he snuck into the kitchens to get our wake up call this morning" Remus mumbled, wiping the sleep out of his eyes. James just looked so proud of himself. He leaned over the couch and pressed a kiss to the top of Remus and Peter's heads before grabbing Sirius' hand. "We're off! Be back in a few hours. Keep Tweety company, will you?"

That damn nickname. You both loved and hated it. James nicknamed you 'Tweety Bird' after you discovered your patronus. A small yellow bird, a Hooded Warbler. "We will Prongs. Or at least I will. Petey is down for the count" Remus chuckled slightly, setting his crutches aside. With the crowd gone you had Remus' full attention. "You're up early. The pots and pans reach the girl's dormitory?" he asked, adjusting a few pillows on the couch to try and get comfortable. "No, just..thinking" real specific.

"About what?" was of course the next thing the werewolf asked. You were quiet for a while, Peter's soft snores the only thing filling the air. Remus patiently waited for an answer, a bit of concern in his eyes at the silence. After a moment he had to ask a follow up question. "Everything alright? Something bothering you? I'll listen if you want to talk. The other's don't need to know."

That broke down what resolve you had left. You didn't realize this but you had been getting worked up in that short amount of time, you face feeling a bit hot and hands shaking. "I'm a guy. I want to go by Y/N." you blurted out. There, it was out in the world now. No taking it back. You were staring down at your feet, trying to expect the worst. Remus let out a small hum then held his hand out. "Well Y/N, I'm Remus, pleased to make your acquaintance" he smiled. That earned a chuckle out of you ask you shook his hand, feeling a little better already. "You're..you're okay with it?"

He almost looked confused. "Well why wouldn't I be? You're my friend, Tweety. No matter your gender, orientation, what have you. And when you want to tell the others they'll have the exact same sentiments" he promised. Though that did mean that he needed to change a few things around for a surprise the four of them had planned. "Am I the first person you've told?" to which you responded with a nod. "Yeah, you're the first. And Peter if he can hear us in his little mini coma. I want to tell them after practice, then just..bring it up to everyone else when it comes up, I guess" it's not like you wanted to call a house-wide meeting about this.

"That makes sense. Sirius and James will likely be a while. James created a new training routine he's trying out. Ever since Slytherin won the cup last year he hasn't eased up. I think if we lose again his head might explode" it was an outrage in the tower after Slytherin won. James and Sirius lead that outrage. Remus as the announcer swore up a storm over the microphone. House points were certainly deducted that day. "All I'm hearing is that the newbies on the team are going to be regretting joining the team" you chuckled. There was a reason why you didn't join the team, and it was James' rigorous training schedule.

For the next two hours you and Remus hung out on the couch, Peter waking up around halfway through. When you first told him the big news he simply blinked at you a few times and went "Huh?" He didn't mean anything by it, poor man had just woken up from a deep sleep. Once he was more awake and could process what you said he was of course happy for you, pulling both you and Remus in for a hug to celebrate. Around breakfast time, the quidditch team came up. As you expected all the first-year players looked miserable. Really everyone did as they marched back up the stairs to lay down. Even Sirius looked bushed. James was the only one still smiling and bouncing with energy. How he did it, no one really knew.

"Moony! Moony our boyfriend killed me! I think I need some mouth to mouth to be saved" He exclaimed, dramatically draping over both the couch and Remus. The wizard rolled his eyes and lightly nudged Sirius. "I think you'll be fine. You sign up for this torture year after year." "What can I say? I'm a masochist" he said with a cheeky grin. James sat down between you and Peter, brushing some hair out of his eyes. "My training isn't that bad! Everyone else is just being dramatic. If you think that's bad just wait til our practice after dinner" that was followed by a groan and loud complaining from all. "Speaking of dramatics, can you two spare them for a moment so I can tell you something?"

For once both Sirius and James were quiet, their attention fully on you. Remus gave you a small nod of encouragement, gesturing for you to take a deep breath. You did so and looked between Sirius and James. "I'm trans. I want to start going by Y/N, he/him." it was a lot easier to say now that it was the third time and yu had already gotten two amazing reactions. Sirius and James didn't dissapoint. Both were smiling brightly and suddenly you were being tackled in a hug by both of them, Peter throwing himself on top of the dog pile and dragging Remus along with him.

"Mate that's bloody amazing!" James chuckled out happily "One of us! One of us!" Sirius playfully chanted, poking your arm. "Does that mean I can get first dibs on all your old skirts and dresses?"

That was all a week ago. Sirius had helped you pick out new clothes on a trip to Hogsmeade while James insisted on picking up the tab. Peter had accompanied you to each of your classes to help you explaim to your professors about your name and pronoun change. Meanwhile Remus had been hard at work in the headmaster's office to get a few things changed around.

Today was the day of that big change. One you had no idea of. James simply told you to meet him in the common room. Then a blindfold was covering your eyes. "James if you lead me to the window and push-" "I would never! How dare you even suggest such a thing!" he gasped in mock offense. "No no! We just have a big surprise planned and you don't get a sneak peak. Stairs, stairs" he warned, helping you up a rather large flight of stairs. But what stairs? You two were just in the common room, the only two staircases were to the dormitories. Even then the girl's staircase was enchanted so that no boys could walk up them. So then-

Suddenly the blindfold was off before you could even complete that thought. You were now in the boy's dormitory, all of your things on the bed in front of you. Bedding, clothes, posters, school supplies, everything. All of the marauders were standing around with big smiles on their faces, though Peter seemed a bit nervous, his cheeks a light pink color. "I talked with Dumbledore and arranged for you to be moved to the boy's dormitory. We had Lily get your things. Though we can move it all back, if you don't want-" "I love it!" You interrupted, rushing to hug all four of them. "Thank you guys, seriously. I was nervous about asking myself"

"Of course Tweety. Though there is something else" Sirius said as he pulled away from the embrace. James looked excited, Peter was now clinging onto Remus. The energy had seemed to shift a bit, in what way you couldn't tell. "Well what else is there? You guys giving e money or something?" you teased with a small smile. That made Sirius chuckle, shaking his head. "No, no. We were all actually wondering..if you wanted to join the polycule?" he asked, giving you a hopeful look. "We all like you, we have for a while but didn't really know how to ask you" James added on. "We were afraid we'd scare you off, y'know, four people fancying you. I know it's a lot" Remus spoke up.

How two amazing things happened in one day, you have no clue. The four people you had felt guilty about liking all liked you back. Merlin if this was a dream you didn't want to wake up. For a moment you forgot to even respond, a bit of panic settling in on their faces. "Oh! Ah yes! Yes sorry, sorry I forgot to even say it out loud." you laughed, smiling from ear to ear. James was the first to tackle you into a hug onto his bed. Well, more accurately, his, Remus', and Peter's beds. They had gone through with their plan of pushing the beds together and just hadn't done Sirius' yet. The other three were quick to follow, all smiling and forming a pile on the beds.

"Bloody hell I thought you were going to say know at first-" Peter chuckled out, resting his head on Sirius' chest right next to Remus. "No! No. I've liked you all for a while, I just..I just didn't think you felt the same way." "Well we do, so clear your schedule Tweety. We'll get all your stuff put away today..after a nap." James declared, struggling to pull enough blankets over everyone. And how could you say no to that? You settled into your place in the cuddle pile, closing your eyes and wrapping your arms around James. James did the same for you, reaching one arm a bit further to also be touching Sirius. Sirius had Remus basically laying on top of him and Peter curled up in his side. That's how you all settled in for a rather long nap, and you hadn't been this happy in years.

Honestly, it's something Regulus would hold over Sirius' head for the rest of his life. He wasn't there to see the aftermath, to see Remus so incredibly heartbroken because he thought he could trust him with his biggest secret. He wasn't there to see the bed rotting depression Remus was in for the days following after. And it will always affect how Regulus treats Sirius.

Because Regulus was there, he was the one who had to be what Remus needed and tell him that their friendship could be mended and that it was probably an accident that Sirius didn't mean it. Even though Regulus didn't believe what he was saying.

So now that they are out of the danger zone, he is definitely petty. Whenever they have a bad argument, Regulus will throw it in Sirius' face for an instant win, not caring if it was a low blow.

The constant reminder actually helps Sirius grow because it is a constant reminder thrown in his face of what he doesn't want to be anymore and a reminder of the person he wants to work towards to become. Yes, somedays this tactic makes him feel worse rather than better, guilt almost consuming him. But overall, it's making him a better person.

Idk if this has been round tumblr yet, but how do we think Regulus would react to finding out about the "prank" that Sirius pulled on Remus in fifth year.

Already dating moonwater.

Remus is going to Regulus as soon as he can walk again, sobbing the hardest he ever has, inconsolable really. He has to get talked down from multiple panic attacks before he can even get a rough explanation out of what James had told him had happened, who at the time was shaking so badly from poorly concealed rage at Sirius.

But Sirius better count his days. If he isn't already disowned by now, he will be shortly because Regulus will stop at nothing to make his life a living hell until Remus and Sirius have made up on their own terms. He is beyond livid and manages to turn most of the school against Sirius when they don't even know what happened (like Harry's 4th year but worse)

I’m looking for another fic, i don’t remember a lot about it but its jegulus with asexual Regulus who runs away to the potters and i remember Peter messes with Regulus’ memories and it has demisexual Sirius, but thats basically all i remember and i was hoping someone could find it

They are my favorite Sirius and Regulus variants

Marauders X Descendants au where Regulus, Sirius, Evan, Barty, and Dorcas are from the isles and it has Jegulus, Wolfstar, Dorlene, Rosekiller, and Pandalily.

“They were only roommates” but then they pull out Neil and Todd or Sirus and Remus

Marlene McKinnon and Sirius Black

For the @blackinnonfest and @siriuslychessi

Fandoms in a nut shell

respectfully, fuck canon <3

It’s 7:45 am and I just finished reading a 365,000 word fic with 65 chapters! I only meant to read 5 chapters, clearly I have no self control. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ʅ(⑅*´◡`)ʃ

Fic in question

i've loved you in a million different ways by dotty456

Give Sirius a vlog, please. 

(Based on this).

sometimes i get a tad bit silly xx

♡𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓲𝓷’𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓸𝔂𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 ♡

Pairing : James Potter x fem!reader

Summary: You had a one stand with your long term rival, James potter, before Christmas break.

Now back at Hogwarts, James becomes more annoying than usual ; cock blocking you from seeing any other guy besides him.

Warnings : 18+, !minors dni! ,Jealous James potter , Angst , dramatic confessions, smut, oral (f receiving) , body worship , p in v. First time writing smut.

(Let me know if I missed any!)

A/N: This is the clean version of the same story.

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The snow covered windows blocked any trace of sunlight from entering the dimly lit Potions class room. The smell of powdered sage and fresh wormwood wafted in the air , creating a perfect ambiance for potion brewing. Students were filled with more energy than usual ; having just returned after Christmas break.

You take a seat at the very front of the classroom, excited for professor Slughorn to start the lesson. All the excitement drains from your face when an all too familiar figure plops down on the seat next to you. His messy black hair covered his forehead, making his Hazel eyes appear brighter and larger.

“Psyched to be back, are we?” James Potter said, flashing you that famous grin of his.

You were dreading this moment since last night; having to see James again after what went down before break. How was he acting so normal?

“What do you want, James?” You asked, annoyed, refusing to make eye contact with him.

“It’s lovely to see you too, y/n. My holiday was great, thanks for asking. How was yours?” He said cheekily.

“Piss off , Potter.” You mumbled.

The conversation was cut short, thankfully, after Slughorn entered the classroom.

You didn’t understand why James was being so nice. He was never exactly unpleasant towards you, but you and James were rivals in all the things that mattered. Whether it was Quidditch or the Grades you got, you both always had to be better than the other in everything you did. This lead to you both exchanging snarky remarks now and then , James teasing you whenever he had the chance. Sometimes, he would take it as far as publicly humiliating you in-front of the whole class by playing practical jokes on you. That’s why you hated thinking about what happened before Christmas break.

It was way past curfew, and the library was empty , except for an exhausted James Potter , sitting at the table across yours. You made the awful mistake of joining him for a cup of coffee. One thing lead to another, and the next morning you found yourself tangled in the sheets of the arrogant gryffindor boy. However, you thought that was the end of it, neither of you would acknowledge what happened and go back to usual. But, James clearly had other plans.

A month had passed and you noticed the fact that James had gone back to normal. Back to being your annoying rival. Nothing else. You didn’t understand why it bothered you so much. This is what you wanted.

One morning, during breakfast, you received a box of sweets from honeydukes and a bouquet of enchanted flowers that turned into butterflies at your touch.

“Who are they from!” Lily said, jumping with excitement by your side.

“I don’t know… there’s no note.” You said as you blushed uncontrollably.

“Someone’s got herself a secret admirer! I personally think they’re from that Ravenclaw boy, Marcus, she’s been talking to.” Marlene shouted, too loudly for your liking.

At this comment, James’ head jolted up, his eyes meeting yours and his expression almost… hurt.

That evening after dinner, you made your way back to your dorm, when you were greeted by a distressed Marcus. His face was badly beaten, a large bleeding gash was across his forehead and he had an enormous black eye.

“Oh Merlin! Marcus what happened!!??” You yelled.

“Y/n… just to be clear, I did NOT send you any gifts this morning. I think it’s best if we stayed away from each other.” Marcus said, as he practically ran away from you.

“Wait! Marcus! Atleast tell me who did this to you!” You shouted after him, but he was already 10 feet away.

The day after, in charms, a kind boy from Hufflepuff was teaching you the right way to hold your wand while performing a certain spell.

“So you want to hold it at an angle of 45 degrees, whilst making a ‘S’ motion with your arm.” He explained, guiding your hands with his. You couldn’t help but smirk, because obviously he was flirting with you. From the side of your eye, you caught a very irritated… almost jealous looking James, staring daggers at the Hufflepuff boy.

About an hour later, you went to Madam Pomfery to get some cream for your finger; you nicked it during potions, when you found that kind boy who had just helped you in charms, lying on a bed. His face was swollen ten times the normal size, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

“Madam Pomfery! What happened to him?” You asked, worried.

“Nasty Hex. He claims one of the Gryffindor boys did it.” She explained.

Weeks went by, but you noticed something extremely unusual. Every single guy from your year was avoiding you. Even the ones you thought were your friends. Something wasn’t right.

“Lily! Wait up!” You called after the red headed girl as she walked to class.

“Hey y/n! How you holding up?” She asked, a pitiful expression plastered across her face.

“How am I holding up? What do you mean?” You sounded almost offended.

“Oh sorry… I thought you noticed by now-“

She countered.

“Noticed what? Noticed the fact that every single boy is avoiding me. Yea. I have bloody noticed that. Do you happen to know why the hell that is? “ I questioned.

“Oh… erm. I really shouldn’t get involved but, James has been beating up and threatening every guy who speaks to you.”

She told.

“What. The. Actual. Fuck?” You hissed through your teeth.

“I’m sorry, love. I thought you already knew. I’ve got to get to class…. I’ll catch you later!” Lily said, as she walked away.

You were furious. Where ever James Potter was, he better watch out, because you were going to END him. You burst into an empty class room to make sense of everything, and thats when you saw him. James was sitting on a desk, with a few books spread open in front of him.

“INCENDIO” you pointed your wand at his books, setting them on fire.

“What the fuck are you doing!?” James shouted, as he jumped up and away from the flames.

“Who the actual fuck do you think you are, potter? You pathetic piece of shit. Beating up guys who talk to me? It was a one night stand. Get over it. You are NOT my boyfriend.” You said, practically up in his face, with your wand poking at his chest.

“How oblivious are you? It may have been a casual thing for you, but it was not bloody casual for me!” He spat back.

“You think you can just exist. Exist being so perfect. Looking so beautiful, that it physically pains to be away from you. I ACHE EVERY MINUTE I AM NOT WITH YOU!” He shouted, pushing your wand aside and getting closer.

Whatever gap there was between your faces was closed by James smashing his lips into yours. You gave in. You finally just gave in, and kissed him back. Oh,with each kiss you were wondering why you resisted for so long. You kissed his jaw then his jaw line and then his ear, leaving hickeys as you went. James trailed a finger down ur spine, giving you shivers.

“James…” I trailed off.

“Oh.. do you not want to?” He asked

“No! No.. I definitely want to , but I don’t have-“ you hoped he’d get the hint.

“I have like an entire pack of condoms in my bag ,over there.”

“wow. Way to make a girl feel special…” you rolled your eyes , but also felt kind of sad , because why did he need so many condoms? Who were they for?. You were spiralling in a train of thought and just then James’ voice snaps you out of it.

“Y/n…. These are the ones i share with the boys… Remus got them from the muggles and this bag here is his.” James said holding up Remus’ bag.

That made you feel so much better.

James picks up where you left it.

James trails kisses from your mouth to you abdomen. You couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, earning a small smirk from him.

“James, what if someone comes in?”

“Colloportus” James said as he pointed his wand towards the slightly open door.

“There. No one is going to be coming inside, but there will be a lot of cumming inside…” He smirked as he made his lewd remark.

“Yuck James! That was corny even for you.” You complained as you threw your cardigan at him. “Unfunny freak” you sniggered.

After kissing for about 10 minutes, James unbuttoned his shirt, and then goes to remove your clothes.

“Is this okay, love?” James asked

You nodded.

“I need a verbal ‘yes’ y/n.”

“Yes.”

Now both of you were in nothing but your underwear. James started kissing you and slowly made his way down. Oh how you’ve missed this! Once he reached your lower abdomen, he gave you a look and removed your panties. He slid his tongue between your slit.

“Oh Merlin! James!” You gasped, clutching a fistful of his hair.

“Does that feel good , love? Wanted to get you a little excited, but it seems to me you’ve got that covered.” James grinned.

You reddened at that comment.

“Don’t be ashamed, love. Let me try something. You just relax and spread your legs. Thank-you.” James instructed as you spread your legs apart.

He stuck one finger, then a second , curling them inside. Oh.my.world. This felt so good, you wanted to scream. He bought his mouth down to your clit and started sucking it.

“Potter… I’m so.. c-c-close” you barely managed to say.

With two more thrusts of his fingers, you finished in his mouth.

“You’re so fucking sweet, darling “

“Ok darling, I need a verbal yes for this part” James said as he slid a condom on.

He aligned his length with you. “Darling?”

“Yes. Please James. I need you.” You begged.

“Oh love, you look so beautiful, begging for me like that.” He said as he pushed himself in.

Your eyes practically rolled to the back of your head due to the intense pleasure you were feeling. This was so much better than the first time. Maybe because both of your feelings are out in the open this time.

“Y/n , you feel so good my love. “ James cooed.

With a few more thrusts you could feel a knot coming undone in your stomach.

“Hold on for just a minute, darling” James said.

“I’m gonna cu- James-“ you pleaded

And just like that, both of you finished at the same time.

James cleaned you up, and you both redressed. As you were leaving the empty classroom, James grabbed you by your wrist. He placed a kiss on your forehead.

“Next time Potter, when you send me flowers, make sure to leave a note on them. Don’t want people to get beaten up for no reason.”

You teased.

“Next time Y/L/N , be better at acknowledging my feelings” James joked.

“Next time , be better at fucking showing them!” You countered.

You both laughed, as James pulled you in for one last kiss before class.

My favourite boys <3

i think one of the most devastating parts of choices for me was all the things that were left unsaid between all of them. all the words they chose to swallow and never say. james and sirius never really processed or talked about how he was in love with regulus, what he saw in him, never learned the full truth of how much it hurt sirius. even close to the end of the story, when reg visits sirius' dreams it's clear he's not over it. that they just brushed it away and then reg dies and you can tell that he really doesn't have a clue just how much this destroys james.

the same for sirius and reg. they never hash it out, they never fully understand the depths of which they care about each other because they never let themselves really talk about it. they both echo this sentiment, saying they thought they'd have more time. more time to say all thats unsaid, that sirius DID write those letters, regulus DID love sirius, that they both felt abandoned by each other but loved each other so much. it's just so tragic to me.

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Hi! Thankyou for checking out my page about the marauders and all off that time. Under this short message you can see all about my requests. Have a nice day!

I write for:

James Potter, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Regulus Black, Evan Rosier, Barry Crouch Jr, Pandora Rosier, Dorcas Meadows, Mary McDonald, Lily Evans and Marlene Mckinnon.

🎧 ┆ } All characters can be mixed up together in poly relationships.

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I don't write smut! I only write Fluff. Kissing, cuddling and small make out sessions may be included. Topics with traumas may be requested.

The reader will be female as standard, but not with a certain skin color, eye color of hair color. There are no references to what hair structure or body type the reader has too.

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I told my friend today that Sirius and Regulus are such Louis Tomlinson and Liam Payne Coded guess what this bitch told me. ITS SO UNACCEPTABLE! THE WOUND IS STILL FRESH!

Her exact words were ‘Regulus and Liam took coded to another level’

I’m no longer her friend. Because a friend wouldn’t hurt me more than I already am.

James : Don't you carry a hair dryer in your purse?

Lily: Have you ever met an actual human who does?

James : Hey Sirius do you carry a hair dryer in your purse?

Sirius: Duh, I'm not an animal.

WHERE IS MY FAE SIRUS BLACK??!!??!???

PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE

MYTHICAL SIRIUS PLEASEEEE

why is everyone so against Remus or Sirius being shipped with other people and why when Remus tops is Sirius being described as feminine and Why is Sirius being described as feminine and WHY IS HE CONSIDERED REMUS'S WIFE AND WHY DOES HE HAVE TO BE THE "WOMAN" OF THE RELATIONSHIP AND WHY IS FEMINIZED SIRIUS SO MUCH MORE SEXUALIZED THEN MASCULINE HAIRY MAN SIRIUS!

Why! Are people making wolfstar as straight as they can. They are two hairy men who stink sometimes but only before they shower who are in love!!! Let them be stinky and in love! Please!!!

headcanons are fine unless they r rooted in something bad IE; misogyny and homophobia. And let people ship as they please! Commenting barf emojis on ships like moonwater and prongsfoot is just weird. They're made up! There is no set partner! That's like saying you cant ship drarry bcuz hinny is canon! Except without the author approval! Please!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If the Marauders were around now, James and Sirius would’ve made Peter and Remus do the whole Mean Girls Jingle Bell Rock Dance (IN FULL COSTUME, YOU BET YOUR ASS THEY’RE WEARING THE TINY SKIRTS) in the middle of the great hall, and no one can convince me otherwise

And if it doesn’t end with Remus having a stroke after seeing Sirius in that skirt, I don’t want it..

Snirius fic thingy

1506 words.

Story summary: Teasing Severus goes way too far. They tell jokes about his father, his looks, his house, his style, literally everything. Usually, he could handle it, but now he can't. He runs off from their laughter and collapses into the floor, clutching his chest and sobbing. His sobs turn into a panic attack, and Sirius finds him. Originally, he pokes fun at him, but soon he realizes just how badly it affected him, and he helps him through it.

Ships: Snirius (snack)

Additional information: Set in the marauders era, somewhere after 4th year

Percents??: hurt 60% comfort 30% romance 10% maturity PG-13, it's nothing too bad.

Cw: Swearing, insults, teasing, minor violence, panic attacks.

Tw: Bullying

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He couldn't escape their words, their cruel actions. Remus laughed as James picked him apart, piece by piece. He laughed at his hair, the texture and color of it. He scoffed at his body in general, bony and lanky, his features jagged and rough, abrupt and pale. His eyes, dark as coal. He teased him about his father, drunken and stinky whenever he showed up near his family, which made him want to cry even harder. He ranted about his voice, how it was deep but still nasily. He judged him for taking an interest in the dark arts, for liking potions, and for not even showing up to quidditch matches. Sirius laughed and joked about him in general, performing mocking acts in front of his friends. Eventually, when Peter mentioned his interests again, he couldn't handle it. They laughed as he rang off.

He didn't know where he was running, but he trusted his legs to get him somewhere safe. Tears blurred his vision, their teasing voices filling his head. Eventually, his breathing speeds up. The quick breaths got to him, causing him to lean against a wall. His black robes caught on the designs engrained in the oak walls slightly, but the friction quickly dissipated as he slid down the wall. His knees were brought up to his chest, arms hugged around them. His books and bag were scattered beside him, papers flown about carelessly. Suddenly, he heard a voice, raspy and dramatic, a teasing tone to it.

"Jeez, drama queen." The words, however a considerably less harsh intent and tone as the previous ones, still hurt.

"Really living up to the name Snivellous, eh?" He outstretched his hand, shooing him away.

"Go.. Go 'way," he rasped out, trying to conjure up a barky tone, but he couldn't manage to.

"Oh- oh, so you're like- like actually freaking out?" His voice dropped the mocking tone, the harsh intent, just minor shock and concern. Severus' hand gripped his chest, still trying to create a snapping time through his unease and gasps.

"I-.. I said- said go away!" There was a bit of an involuntary pleading tone to his words, one that tugged at the empathy in the others heart.

"No. I'm not leaving you to pick up my mess right now, just deal with it." He kneeled down, trying to get the distressed man to look at him or something. He grabbed the man's hands, which were pulling at his hair.

"I said-.. said go away!" His voice contained a bit of a snarl, but it wasn't strong. His head was bobbing slightly and black dots clouded his vision. His hand was placed on the calm ones chest.

"Just follow my breathing." Severus' fingers curled around the fabric, maybe a feat of desperation, trying to keep the touch close, or perhaps an act of dominance, trying to prove to himself that he was still totally in control, but he wasn't. He was completely at the mercy of his own panic, and that thought terrified him more than any teasing, pranks, or bullies could.

However, it was probably the fact that he hasn't had a proper hug since he was eight, and having been so long, he yearned for any physical touch he could get, even if it came in hits or shoves, which could also be why he was quite literally clinging onto him,. although he would never admit his to his thirst for human contact.

"Seriously, you're going to pass out. Just breathe." He managed to suck in a ragged, short breath, but it wasn't as speedy or shallow as the others that came before it. He bit back a sob, but some of it escaped, coming out in the form of a pathetic cry.

"Seriously, go- go away."

"No, not happening. Like I said, deal with it." His eyes narrowed ever so slightly, presenting his anger in whatever exhausted format his body could. Although, he couldn't lie, the hand lightly gripping his wrist, his hand pressed against his chest, warmth piercing through the layered robes and dress shirt, was quite relaxing.

"Just look around and tell me something green." He looked around, his obsidian eyes tracing the corridor, searching for anything with a hint of emerald.

"My.. tie." Sirius nodded.

"Something red." His eyes shifted down.

"Your tie." He couldn't lie, his breathing had gotten a bit better. Sirius placed a hand on the other boy's shoulder, which made him practically melt. His shoulders instantly dropped from their perched position. He let out an uncontrollable hum of contentment.

"Something brown, Sniv." The nickname snapped him out of his dazed and possibly content state, rewinding all progress done. He snapped his shoulder away, tugging his hand out of the other's grip.

"Go- go away!" He slammed his hands over his ears, similar to a child having a tantrum, but he couldn't care. He just needed him to leave him alone, the harsh truth shining through the curtain. When the hand reached out again, he jerked back.

"Go away!" His panic mixed with fear, and it wasn't a good concoction. Angry, rage-filled huffs mixed with panicked breathing, hot tears of anger and panicked sobs escaping him. He shook, whether that was the cold air of the late fall rushing in through the open windows, or the anger surging through him, sending rushes of adrenaline to spike through his veins, or the panic and sadness of the hurtful words. Sirius reached out again, grabbing his wrist.

"I said- said leave me-.. me alone!" His breathing was evidently getting worse, proven by the pauses and steamers in his sentences. However much it hurt to turn away comfort, he knew it would only hurt more once the kindness was proven fake.

"No, I'm not going! You're going to deal with this!"

"I know- know you're just doing this to-.. to talk about me with your-.. your stupid friends! You're just going to- to laugh! Leave me-.. me alone!"

Sirius was done verbally fighting with the man, arguing about a point that wouldn't change from either side. He grabbed the other's wrist and pulled him into a hug, which caused the other to freeze, stunned by the sudden act of kindness.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you that, especially when you're like this, that was... excessive. Just let me help you." He couldn't fight with himself anymore, giving into the touch. His body relaxed. As if on cue, he heard the thumps of footsteps, a duo, laughing. He recognized those voices far too well. He instinctively peered over his shoulder, anxiously trying to find them, where they were so he could know which way to run, but of course, they had chosen hallway left and backwards from him. He tensed up as he heard them laugh, shouting his nickname from afar.

"Hey, Padfoot, hugging Snivellous? That's gotta be a new low," James bellowed.

"Aw, we go too far?" Peter called out in a baby voice, obviously mocking Severus. Sirius however, was not laughing. He had just helped him calm down to a reasonable degree, and now he was getting wound up again.

"Fuck off," he barked. James laughed a bit.

"What did you say?"

"I said fuck off, James. Just leave him alone for one damn minute! He's having a hard time." With a scowl present on his face, he tightened his grip on Severus and glared at James, who scoffed and toddled off, probably to go tell Remus and laugh about Severus, but that didn't matter.

"Just keep breathing, you're doing great." He kept it steady before it got ragged again.

"No, don't start up again, everything's alright." While his tone was harsh, the arms wrapped around him weren't. Severus was promptly exhausted, a headache already making its way into his head.

"Are you okay, now?" Severus nodded, quickly pulling away from the embrace and backing away.

"I'm-.. I'm sorry for how I acted earlier." Severus nodded.

"I'll- I'll tell the guys to lay off. See you around, I guess, Severus." And with that, the curly haired man left, but not without a glance over the shoulder to see Severus picking up his books, wiping his face dry off all the tears he cried.

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