Of Course I Had To Reblog The Jily Version Too Don’t Kid Yourselves

Sirius: “No I’m normal everyone thinks Remus is the hottest person alive”

Remus: excuses himself from a party after 10 minutes bc he wants to go knit. Wearing the most heinous jumper even your grandfather would shy away from. Blacks out after one (1) beer. Dies if someone makes eye contact with him. Sits awkwardly in the corner trying not to cry when he has to stay in a party for too long (fails every time). Bones pop 87 times every time he stands up. Cannot sit on the floor or he will need to be picked up bc his back is so bad. Asks Sirius + James + Peter to kiss his booboos bc his mummy used to do it and it made it feel better. Always has at least 3 books on him but needs Sirius to carry them bc he’s too weak. Hates smoking bc he’s worried about cancer. Very awkward. Loser.

They're the sillies

Remus “he’s too beautiful for me and way out of my league”

And

Sirius “NO I SWEAR IM NOT CRAZY HE IS THE MOST GORGEOUS GUY EVER”

Literally the cutest thing ever. Imagine Harry’s excitement next time he sees them kiss, thinking he managed to get them to act on their crushes

crush - November 23 - wolfstar raising harry - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 277

"...and Ron said that it's stupid to like people but I don't think so," Harry was prattling on, avoiding the homework his first grade teacher had assigned that evening. "I mean...I can have a crush if I want to, right?"

Sirius thought about that for moment, wishing, not for the first time that day, that James and Lily were still there. "You can have a crush on whoever you want, Prongslet," he nodded, giving the boy a smile. "You just have to make sure, when you're older and you want to do something about your crushes, that the other person is okay with it. Alright?"

Harry nodded thoughtfully. After a moment, though, his demeanor changed. "Pads, you have a crush, don't you?" he asked, smiling a knowing smile, as if he'd found out one of Sirius's biggest secrets.

Very curious as to where this was going, Sirius pretended to gasp in surprise, placing a hand on his chest. "I have no idea what you mean! Who do you think I could possibly have a crush on?"

But Harry just giggled, lowering his voice to a whisper. "I'm not stupid, Pads, I'm six. I know you have a crush on Moony. You get all smiley around him. And guess what?"

Resisting the urge to melt with Harry's statement, Sirius just lowered his voice as well, whispering conspiratorially, "What?"

"I think he has a crush on you, too!" Harry said, eyes wide.

"I...that's good to know, Haz. Thanks for being my wingman," Sirius laughed, patting his godson on the shoulder.

He couldn't to tell his husband later that apparently, they were very obvious about their crushes on each other.

Me when I post a new story and no one comments: :(

I love writing oneshots and that’s most of what I post buuuut I’m currently simultaneously working on 2 big stories/series (story 1 in series 1 is 65 chapters, story 1 in series 2 is 30 chapters).

The first is a MASSIVE werewolf!Sirius AU featuring lots of angst in the past and some less severe angst in the present that follows him from fourth year to adulthood (guys it’s literally huge). The second is a Sirius-is-a-father AU with, again, a shit tonne of angst, both past and present, that has a big focus on recovery. Both feature WolfStar, big Marauders friend-group stuff, and Sirius and Regulus being close (I know right? I started plotting them a while back, which I hope is a sufficient explanation).

Which one would you guys prefer I work on first? I’m gonna get both of them up eventually, of course, but I struggle to stay focused on one thing for long periods of time so I’m gonna take a break between them.

Life sucks. Need this right now. Thank you guys

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

That wasn’t me who said that omg who would call you that………..

Music stuff occasionally because you are. A. Loser. LOL (bullying you)

You sound like the “*straight*” guys at our school projecting by calling me a fag…. You wish you were as slay as me (love you too bestie <3)

I have to go back to classes today and there’s a new phone policy so I won’t be able to check Tumblr like god intended me to (constantly like every 5 minutes because I am a fandom obsessed whore for my babies)

Sirius Black with big, callused hands. With short nails so they don’t chip when he works. With rings on his thick and long fingers whenever he goes out but his wedding ring constantly. With black nail polish on his nails. With starburst scars on his knuckles form punching things. With cared-for nail beds and good skin despite how much he works.

Remus Lupin with long, thin hands. With no calluses because he doesn’t like physical work. With thin scars over his fingers and palm from transformations. With bitten nails and torn cuticles. With dry skin and hangnails. With nothing but his engagement and wedding rings on his hands. With boney joints that jut out and bent fingers.

Sirius Black is the father of all time. He works on homework with Teddy the second they come home with it, even though they’re just a kindergartener. He kisses every single injury, from paper cuts to broken arms. He carries them everywhere. He reads bedtime stories every night. He celebrates every birthday like it’s a massive milestone. He plays all the silly games they come up with and is completely in character it the whole time, be it dress up, tag, or make believe, he’s down. He never raises his voice, let lone his hands. He wakes up to change diapers or feed in the middle of the night. He welcomes every friend and partner into the house with open arms, so long as they’re good to his Teddy. He attends every parent-teacher conference and pays rapt attention to everything the teachers say. He bakes cookies every weekend and keeps track of all of their favourite foods so they’ll always enjoy what he makes. He buys thoughtful gifts at least once a month just to show his love a little more. He makes time for all of their school plays and sports games and competitions. He brushes their hair even when they’re well past the age he should if they forget to, just because he can. He pays for their wedding and pretends not to cry when he sees how happy Teddy is. He drops off fresh baked goods and leftovers at their house when they move out whenever he can. He shows them how to fix their car and appliances and everything else. He teaches them how to do makeup and hair when they ask. He gives advice on anything and everything. He researches all of their interests so he can have good conversations with them. Eventually, he becomes the world’s greatest grandfather, doing everything he did for Teddy and still being there to help them alone (he babysits whenever he’s allowed because he loves them all so much).