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imagine walburga going through sirius' room after he leaves for good and finding all his music records + player and deciding to have a listen and she's absolutely fucking furious that they're all absolute bangers. she's sitting there fuming with queen playing in the bg and thinking that even though her son was a muggle-loving idiot that bought shame to their bloodline, atleast he had somewhat good music taste even if it's cheap and vulgar to her.
[years later, when sirius returns to that house from azkaban, he's so confused about why his mother left his room completely untouched, with everything mostly in its place except his music that was...in her room??]
amor vincit omnia - cinnamontoastcrunch15 - 40.6k - teen and up audiences
Sirius Black is broke.
Although itβs not the word heβd use, he canβt exactly deny it.
His solution?
Secure a place on one of the most prestigious choirs in the country.
Easy.
All he has to do is show up, dissociate his way through ridiculously pretentious choral music, and finally be able to pay his rent on time. No attachment. Stay carefully under the radar amongst the sea of voices.
That is, until he meets his new choir director.
Remus Lupin is young, passionate, and disgustingly observant.
Suddenly, distance seems impossible. Under the radar seems like a childish concept. Not with this alluring, enigma of a man leading him. Sirius finds himself falling into the rabbit hole that is Remus John Lupin before he can help himself. Desire, obligation, and a newfound fascination in choral music follow, andβ¦
Well.
Sirius is fucked.
Remus and Sirius have two things in common: their love for their godson and their mutual hatred for each other. But when suddenly, they're all Harry has left, they need to overcome their past differences to build a shared future. Bound by grief, memories and a promise they never expected to fulfill, they have to learn what it means to be a family.
~~~
Or, James and Lily die in a car accident shortly after Harry's first birthday and Remus and Sirius discover that their friends named them his joint guardians.
the moanifesto - astralsunshine - 3.92k - explicit
Harry thought he was giving them a sentimental little wedding guestbook.
Turns out, he gave them a magical record of everything said out loud in the cottage, which means every argument, every ridiculous domestic spat⦠and every moan.
Hermione thinks itβs anthropology. Harry thinks itβs a crime scene.
Sirius thinks itβs art.
Remus thinks they should burn it. The book, unfortunately, disagrees.
a lesson on love - moonyonmars - 113.4k - mature
Sirius starts as a music teacher at a secondary school, where Remus teaches English and literature. He soon finds that things are not always as simple as they seem.
How does that one Ed Sheeran lyric go? "The club isn't the best place to find a lover, so work is where I go." Or something like that.
like real people do - third_crow - 36.5k - teen and up audiences (+ oneshot!)
βCould I get a name for the order?β Marlene asked.
βSerious,β the man replied. βLike the star,β he clarified, and Remus mentally scratched out 'Serious' and rewrote 'Sirius' in his head.
βTheβ¦ star?β Marlene asked, her pen hovering over the cup as she hesitated.
βS-I-R-I-U-S,β Remus said. He stocked croissants into the display case, not looking up. βThe Dog Star,β he added, βbrightest star in the sky, actually. Visible from both hemispheres.β When he looked over, the manβ Siriusβ seemed surprised, his eyebrows raised as Remus spoke, and when Remus finished, he blinked a few times before smiling lopsidedly.
βErβ yeah,β he breathed a laugh. βThat.β There was a baby on his hip. Somehow, it had taken Remus a second glance to notice that.
---
Or, Remus works as a barista and Sirius comes in every morning with the world's cutest baby, and man, these two just wrote the book on mutual pining, huh?
language lessons - msalexwp - 149.6k - explicit (+ b-sides!)
September 1982
The war is over. Voldemort was defeated on October 31, 1981. Regulus Black discovered Voldemortβs horcruxes and informed the Order of the Phoenix, which destroyed them. When Voldemort arrived on Halloween to kill baby Harry, the Order was standing by, ready to kill him first.
Almost a year later, the Marauders and their friends are rebuilding their lives.
Everything is going well for Sirius Black.
Everything but love.
OR
Sirius Black is great at sex but shit at relationships. Remus Lupin is an amazing boyfriend, but not so great at sex. Could these best friends learn from each other? Platonically, of course.
back when we were dinosaurs - epicblueblanket - 37.7k - explicit
Remus has been coming to the museum since he was a boy. Since before all the renovationsβbefore the Crystal. Back when the main entrance was off of University Avenue and the dinosaurs were huge, terrifying behemoths. Back when he would go running off with his stuffed bunny, and scurry through the low lit room housing the Brontosaurus exhibit as fast as his chubby legs could carry him (his mother never far behind). The Royal Ontario Museum has always been magical to him and now, at thirty-two, he is the curator for the paleontological wing. Itβs a literal childhood dream come true.
Or
Remus is the ROMβs newest curator of the paleontological wing. Sirius manages the gift shop and has a dinosaur obsession. They are cute little nerds in love and sometimes they have sex in the archives.
curtain call - notryangosling - 57.3k - mature
War hero Remus Lupin has always categorized his unrequited love for Sirius Black, his roommate of ten years, as background noise. Ubiquitous, but ultimately, ignorable. But during a week-long June heatwave in which lines are blurred, thresholds are crossed, and Lily and Jamesβ housewarming looms ever closer, Remus realizes heβs wrong. What he feels isnβt white noise.
Itβs hell.
And to make matters worse, their housewarming present is so terrible that if his attraction to Sirius doesnβt kill him, then the star-patterned curtains definitely will.
the things i did - lolo_row - 155.0k - mature
β¦Just so I could call you mine.
(In which Remus Lupin rightfully deduces that something fishy is going on and refuses to (1) allow Sirius Black to rot in Azkaban for a crime he didn't commit, and (2) allow Harry to be neglected by his horrible Muggle relatives.)
the pb to my j (series) - aquamyosotis - 274.0k - explicit
A Modern AU Marauders texting with prose fic set at University.
Mainly Wolfstar - Will they? Wonβt they? (They obviously will...)
And a little bit of Jily too.
Loads of Hollanov fics have them getting walked in on while making out etc which is great
But Iβd love a fic where one or both of Shaneβs parents drop by the cottage for phone charger/laundry pod reasons and find Shane snuggled on the couch fast asleep on Ilyaβs chest and thatβs how they find out
Theyβre dressed in soft casual clothes, sleeping like the dead and wrapped around each other like vines and Ilyaβs hand is in Shaneβs hair and Shane looks so so comfortable and relaxed
Meanwhile his parents are staring slack-jawed at the sight of their son using his archenemy the Russian Rage Machine as a teddybear/pillow
Loads of Hollanov fics have them getting walked in on while making out etc which is great
But Iβd love a fic where one or both of Shaneβs parents drop by the cottage for phone charger/laundry pod reasons and find Shane snuggled on the couch fast asleep on Ilyaβs chest and thatβs how they find out
Theyβre dressed in soft casual clothes, sleeping like the dead and wrapped around each other like vines and Ilyaβs hand is in Shaneβs hair and Shane looks so so comfortable and relaxed
Meanwhile his parents are staring slack-jawed at the sight of their son using his archenemy the Russian Rage Machine as a teddybear/pillow
Loads of Hollanov fics have them getting walked in on while making out etc which is great
But Iβd love a fic where one or both of Shaneβs parents drop by the cottage for phone charger/laundry pod reasons and find Shane snuggled on the couch fast asleep on Ilyaβs chest and thatβs how they find out
Theyβre dressed in soft casual clothes, sleeping like the dead and wrapped around each other like vines and Ilyaβs hand is in Shaneβs hair and Shane looks so so comfortable and relaxed
Meanwhile his parents are staring slack-jawed at the sight of their son using his archenemy the Russian Rage Machine as a teddybear/pillow
Loads of Hollanov fics have them getting walked in on while making out etc which is great
But Iβd love a fic where one or both of Shaneβs parents drop by the cottage for phone charger/laundry pod reasons and find Shane snuggled on the couch fast asleep on Ilyaβs chest and thatβs how they find out
Theyβre dressed in soft casual clothes, sleeping like the dead and wrapped around each other like vines and Ilyaβs hand is in Shaneβs hair and Shane looks so so comfortable and relaxed
Meanwhile his parents are staring slack-jawed at the sight of their son using his archenemy the Russian Rage Machine as a teddybear/pillow
Loads of Hollanov fics have them getting walked in on while making out etc which is great
But Iβd love a fic where one or both of Shaneβs parents drop by the cottage for phone charger/laundry pod reasons and find Shane snuggled on the couch fast asleep on Ilyaβs chest and thatβs how they find out
Theyβre dressed in soft casual clothes, sleeping like the dead and wrapped around each other like vines and Ilyaβs hand is in Shaneβs hair and Shane looks so so comfortable and relaxed
Meanwhile his parents are staring slack-jawed at the sight of their son using his archenemy the Russian Rage Machine as a teddybear/pillow
i love the βhollanov has a crush on carter vaughnβ take not necessarily in a βi think they would invite him to watchβ way but more in a βilya would accidentally let it slip while chirping at shane to fluster him that vaughn is at the top of their βwouldβ list and vaughn is a little thrown off and straight so heβs like βare you guys asking?β and ilya laughs and pats his shoulder and assures him βabsolutely not, i do not share my shane, we just think you are good looking man, i like that you are pretty and fun and my shane likes that you are serious about hockey and have good grooming habits. is not serious, do not worry vaughny we will not be asking you to witness me and my beautiful husband everβ and vaughn low key is overjoyed about it, his teammates who are around and hear the exchange are sometimes like βthat doesnt bother you? you dont find that a bit weird?β but vaugh genuinely is just like βrozanov just called me pretty and fun enough to hang out with and hollander thinks im good at hockey and clean enough for him, you could hand me a nobel peace prize and it wouldnt come close to this achievementβ and eventually it gets out to the general public so vaughn is captioning his instagram posts shit like β#1 contender for being the hockey husbands third goes fishingβ despite shanes mortification about this getting out and vaughns clear delight with itβ way
characters who dig themselves out of their graves (whether literal or metaphorical) are at the top of the list. nothing beats a character who should have died but didn't and comes back to haunt their own life and the world around them, benevolent or violent it doesn't matter, it's enthralling either way
Drunk Shane can be a bit of a menace. A drink or two is fine, but eventually he'll hit a point where you turn around and he's gone, literally gone because he's going places and he'll happily come trotting back when Ilya calls him, but that's only helpful if he's in earshot, which... can be a challenge.
Drunk Shane when Ilya is ALSO drunk is the BEST. His boyfriend is sooooo funny and soooo fast and strong and smart and brave and they're going on an adventure!!! Ilya doesn't know where but his legs are wrapped around Shane's waist and Shane's arms are wrapped around his legs and the back of Shane's neck smells so good and they're GOING!!!! They're going and going and going because Shane can run forever he's the best hockey player in the whole world and he's Ilya's BOYFRIEND and they're gonna live forever and the stars are out and his mama is watching them and Ilya doesn't even know he's smiling until his cheeks start hurting from it.
(inspired by this post from @pregnanthudsonwilliams) (I've never seen Twilight I'm just having fun)
#I am fixated on happily come trotting back when Ilya calls him #Ilya has Shane recall trained #Ilya's voice saying Shane or moy lyubimyy has Shane's ears perking up and him coming to a halt #love a pairing that's like they only listen to me only i can get through to them #i know them better and love them more than anyone else type of shit yesssss you get it @error404-sideblog !!
Ilya is so lucky that Shane proposed. Ilya would have been a nervous fucking wreck for the entire day beforehand. Wake up in the morning. Look in the mirror. Today's the day. Sob. Breathe. Okay I'm good! Turn around and Shane's hair is all in his face, still asleep on Ilya's pillow. I am NOT good. Cold shower. Breakfast that Ilya does not eat. Morning jog wherein Ilya runs like someone is chasing him. Lunch that Ilya does not eat. Drive out to the cottage. Make Shane pull over because Ilya needs to dry heave on the side of the road. "Baby we don't have to drive out today if you're not feeling well." "NO WE HAVE TO." Get to the cottage. Immediately send Shane on some kind of extended fool's errand. Shane wants to stay because Ilya is SHAKING and he is so worried. "No my love I'm fine it's just the breeze off the lake haha." It's thirty fuckig degrees Celsius. Shane finally gtfo's. Yuna, David, Rose FUCKING Landry all descend to help Ilya set up. Well. Ilya is supposed to be helping but he is standing on the deck fully dissociating. Yuna brings him tea. "Are you going to throw up the tea?" "Yes probably." Yuna takes away the tea. 800 electronic tea lights on the deck. In a parallel Ilya has no way of understanding, he both puts on and takes off a suit. Yuna fixes his curls into the hockey boy quasi-mullet that magnetizes Shane's fingers to Ilya's hair and says, "Oh, you're so handsome!" Ilya cries big fat tears. David tells a story about how his proposal to Yuna almost didn't happen because David went to the hospital for heart palpitations that morning. Thank You David That Does Not Help Even Remotely. Ilya slav squats on the lawn for twenty minutes. Shane's car pulls up in the driveway and everyone hides while Ilya vibrates in the entryway. Shane has no less than thirty grocery bags hanging from his arms, still complaining about why the grocery service cancelled their delivery last minute. Ilya leads Shane and all thirty of his grocery bags onto the deck. Shane is doing his favorite thing (bitching) and his second favorite thing (Follow Ilya) so he doesn't notice his own mother tiptoing behind him collecting the grocery bags he drops like breadcrumbs. There is an Oscar-winning actress hiding under his sofa and Shane does not notice because Ilya takes him on the deck and drops to his knees and Shane is like, "Haha, right now?" and then he sees that Ilya has a look on his face like he's just been told the sun is never coming up again and he has his hands on Shane's knees and he is saying, "Shane. Please?" and Shane puts his hands on his head and says "Oh my God baby what's happening to you" as Ilya melts and melts and then from the depths of the cottage someone who sounds a lot like Shane's very own father is whispering "The ring the ring" and when he looks back down Ilya is fumbling a ring box out of his pocket. The first picture of their proposal is Shane glaring into the middle distance with a hand cradling Ilya's curls like a baby while Ilya ugly sobs into his knee.
amor vincit omnia - cinnamontoastcrunch15 - 40.6k - teen and up audiences
Sirius Black is broke.
Although itβs not the word heβd use, he canβt exactly deny it.
His solution?
Secure a place on one of the most prestigious choirs in the country.
Easy.
All he has to do is show up, dissociate his way through ridiculously pretentious choral music, and finally be able to pay his rent on time. No attachment. Stay carefully under the radar amongst the sea of voices.
That is, until he meets his new choir director.
Remus Lupin is young, passionate, and disgustingly observant.
Suddenly, distance seems impossible. Under the radar seems like a childish concept. Not with this alluring, enigma of a man leading him. Sirius finds himself falling into the rabbit hole that is Remus John Lupin before he can help himself. Desire, obligation, and a newfound fascination in choral music follow, andβ¦
Well.
Sirius is fucked.
Remus and Sirius have two things in common: their love for their godson and their mutual hatred for each other. But when suddenly, they're all Harry has left, they need to overcome their past differences to build a shared future. Bound by grief, memories and a promise they never expected to fulfill, they have to learn what it means to be a family.
~~~
Or, James and Lily die in a car accident shortly after Harry's first birthday and Remus and Sirius discover that their friends named them his joint guardians.
the moanifesto - astralsunshine - 3.92k - explicit
Harry thought he was giving them a sentimental little wedding guestbook.
Turns out, he gave them a magical record of everything said out loud in the cottage, which means every argument, every ridiculous domestic spat⦠and every moan.
Hermione thinks itβs anthropology. Harry thinks itβs a crime scene.
Sirius thinks itβs art.
Remus thinks they should burn it. The book, unfortunately, disagrees.
a lesson on love - moonyonmars - 113.4k - mature
Sirius starts as a music teacher at a secondary school, where Remus teaches English and literature. He soon finds that things are not always as simple as they seem.
How does that one Ed Sheeran lyric go? "The club isn't the best place to find a lover, so work is where I go." Or something like that.
like real people do - third_crow - 36.5k - teen and up audiences (+ oneshot!)
βCould I get a name for the order?β Marlene asked.
βSerious,β the man replied. βLike the star,β he clarified, and Remus mentally scratched out 'Serious' and rewrote 'Sirius' in his head.
βTheβ¦ star?β Marlene asked, her pen hovering over the cup as she hesitated.
βS-I-R-I-U-S,β Remus said. He stocked croissants into the display case, not looking up. βThe Dog Star,β he added, βbrightest star in the sky, actually. Visible from both hemispheres.β When he looked over, the manβ Siriusβ seemed surprised, his eyebrows raised as Remus spoke, and when Remus finished, he blinked a few times before smiling lopsidedly.
βErβ yeah,β he breathed a laugh. βThat.β There was a baby on his hip. Somehow, it had taken Remus a second glance to notice that.
---
Or, Remus works as a barista and Sirius comes in every morning with the world's cutest baby, and man, these two just wrote the book on mutual pining, huh?
language lessons - msalexwp - 149.6k - explicit (+ b-sides!)
September 1982
The war is over. Voldemort was defeated on October 31, 1981. Regulus Black discovered Voldemortβs horcruxes and informed the Order of the Phoenix, which destroyed them. When Voldemort arrived on Halloween to kill baby Harry, the Order was standing by, ready to kill him first.
Almost a year later, the Marauders and their friends are rebuilding their lives.
Everything is going well for Sirius Black.
Everything but love.
OR
Sirius Black is great at sex but shit at relationships. Remus Lupin is an amazing boyfriend, but not so great at sex. Could these best friends learn from each other? Platonically, of course.
back when we were dinosaurs - epicblueblanket - 37.7k - explicit
Remus has been coming to the museum since he was a boy. Since before all the renovationsβbefore the Crystal. Back when the main entrance was off of University Avenue and the dinosaurs were huge, terrifying behemoths. Back when he would go running off with his stuffed bunny, and scurry through the low lit room housing the Brontosaurus exhibit as fast as his chubby legs could carry him (his mother never far behind). The Royal Ontario Museum has always been magical to him and now, at thirty-two, he is the curator for the paleontological wing. Itβs a literal childhood dream come true.
Or
Remus is the ROMβs newest curator of the paleontological wing. Sirius manages the gift shop and has a dinosaur obsession. They are cute little nerds in love and sometimes they have sex in the archives.
curtain call - notryangosling - 57.3k - mature
War hero Remus Lupin has always categorized his unrequited love for Sirius Black, his roommate of ten years, as background noise. Ubiquitous, but ultimately, ignorable. But during a week-long June heatwave in which lines are blurred, thresholds are crossed, and Lily and Jamesβ housewarming looms ever closer, Remus realizes heβs wrong. What he feels isnβt white noise.
Itβs hell.
And to make matters worse, their housewarming present is so terrible that if his attraction to Sirius doesnβt kill him, then the star-patterned curtains definitely will.
the things i did - lolo_row - 155.0k - mature
β¦Just so I could call you mine.
(In which Remus Lupin rightfully deduces that something fishy is going on and refuses to (1) allow Sirius Black to rot in Azkaban for a crime he didn't commit, and (2) allow Harry to be neglected by his horrible Muggle relatives.)
the pb to my j (series) - aquamyosotis - 274.0k - explicit
A Modern AU Marauders texting with prose fic set at University.
Mainly Wolfstar - Will they? Wonβt they? (They obviously will...)
And a little bit of Jily too.
