james potter and sirius black are so in-sync that I imagine sirius coming out to james went something like this.
*sirius enters the dorm*
sirius: prongs, we need to talk.
james: *sits up* what's up.
sirius: I'm gay.
james: ...
sirius: ...
james: can I—
sirius: yes.
james: *gets up and hugs him* are you—
sirius: I'm fine.
james: does your mother—
sirius: no, but when she—
james: you know you're welcome—
sirius: I know.
james: ok, good ... wait, was it—
sirius: yes.
james: does he—
sirius: no.
james: you haven't—
sirius: not yet.
james: but you do plan—
sirius: yes.
james: well, go get him, tiger!
sirius: *leaves*
james: *smiles fondly to himself*
peter: ... what the fuck just happened?
Sirius: I'm sorry. Please talk to me.
Remus:
Sirius: Hello? World's most amazing person?? Sweet pea? Precious cinnamon roll that's too good for this world, too pure?
Remus: 'Sorry' doesn't bring back my fucking M&Ms.
wolfstar are definitely the kind of couple to go grocery shopping where remus is trying so hard to just stick to their grocery list, while sirius is throwing in anything and everything that looks even remotely interesting. remus tries, but can’t even tell him no because sirius is so genuinely excited and adorable
I’m begging you to write for yourself.
“But readers don’t like—“ who cares?
The only reader of your story that you should care about is yourself.
Do you like your story? Yes? Then it’s perfect.
Remus: Wow. James and Sirius and being really quiet today.
Regulus: It’s very pleasant.
Remus:
Regulus:
Remus: We should check on them.
Regulus: Immediately.
Hello! If you like dead gay wizards from the 70s, this is for you: I'm the author of "The Serpent and the Viper" on Ao3, a fic centering noble Sirius and pirate Remus. It's an enemies to lovers (and I mean that, because they HATE each other), with lots of tension, hurt and comfort and a deep dive into Sirius' inner struggles. I update every 3-5 weeks and go by whiskeyinamug there too. I'm new to tumblr so I honestly have no idea what I'm doing, but if you wanna support a smaller author of the fandom and read a marauders pirate AU, it'd mean a lot if you checked it out! xx
a hc i have about james and sirius is that their bond is not perfect. in fact, it’s far from it. they do fight. a lot.
and that doesn’t mean they don’t love each other enough, or they aren’t close enough. no. it’s because they are so close, because they love each other deeply, that they break easily. they know each other’s weaknesses. they know how to rip and get under each other’s skin. they know how to tear and boy does that get ugly.
sirius coming from an abusive home makes him feel alien, like he can’t trust his skin. he feels he’ll end up deranged or worse, just like them. his moods are unstable and his anger is like a punch directed at anyone near him, and james is always near him.
james is human, and only has so much patience in the world. but more than that, james feels guilty. he blames himself, thinking he’s incapable of helping sirius, of helping him recognize the warm, kind hearted soul that he is. james takes the anger out on himself, but there’s still a twinge of bitterness directed at sirius—believing that sirius doesn’t trust james enough to listen to him.
i don’t want to see james and sirius in a perfect little circle hopping around each other like bunnies on a field. i want to see them bite. i want to see them come together and heal together despite the cracks in their friendship.
because though sirius and james are very similar people, they come from very different backgrounds. and surely that’s bound to crash, isn’t it?
beating the 'sirius is a twink' allegations
new watermark because im insecure
a sneak peek into the new chapter im working on hehe:
Kissing Remus wasn’t gentle. It was teeth and tongue, filled with desperation and hunger for something impossible. Sirius’ breath hitched when Remus bit into his bottom lip, almost drawing blood. “We-” he tried in the short moment they used to catch their breaths, “we shouldn’t-”.
Remus stopped. He kept Sirius in place, one hand on his neck, lips just a breath away from touching. “You're right,” he rasped, and when he looked up at Sirius, his pupils were dilated. “but I’ve always had a taste for the forbidden.”
Remus Lupin is cigarette burns in knitted jumpers, tea stained journals, mismatched socks, late night study sessions and unfinished poety about the stars
she/her | 19 | entp-a | author of "the serpent and the viper" on ao3 | marauders, six of crows, pjo, måneskin, ...
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