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yeah it’s actually canon that the Marauders got drunk and went skinny dipping one night, and they all started obnoxiously whistling and fanning themselves when Remus took off his shirt, I know this cuz I was a fish in the lake.
Ronnie!! I am once again barging into your inbox heehee, do you have any hcs on mary and sirius being besties?? They are THE besties ever to me.
AHHH so sorry it took me ages to answer this, i really wanted to give my babies justice and write them as well as possible because yeah i love them so so much
they were so close as kids that for a while they both genuinely thought it had to be romantic. all those big feelings, the constant need to be around each other, the way they lit up when the other walked in the room. they tried. a couple of awkward dates, one painfully fumbling attempt at shagging that ended with them staring at the ceiling in mutual “yeah… no,” and then the biggest sigh of relief when they realised all their big feelings are strictly platonic.
mary never said it out loud but it meant the world that sirius always watched her drink when they went out, even when she forgot. she felt safest with him, like she could let loose and have the absolute time of her life without scanning the room for weirdos. he was her built-in protector and she was his.
mary always says hello by cupping sirius’s face for a second and kissing his cheek. sirius answers by kissing the top of her head while half-hugging her, usually because she’s already walking away before he’s finished saying hello.
they shared half a wardrobe so thoroughly they genuinely couldn’t tell whose jeans were whose anymore. “are these mine or yours?” “who cares, they look better on me anyway.”
after the prank, mary was louder than anyone. she was furious. not because sirius had made a mistake, she knew him too well to believe one mistake defined him, but because he disappeared afterwards. because he decided, all on his own, that he didn’t deserve them anymore. she wanted to shake him. scream at him. tell him he wasn’t allowed to make that choice for everyone else. she would rather spend the rest of her life being angry at sirius than spend it without him in it.
no more sadness i promise!!! carrying on - they’re both the giggly type of drunk. mary ends up sprawled half on top of him, whispering the dumbest shit in his ear until he’s wheezing. he keeps adding to the joke, making it stupider and stupider, and suddenly she’s gasping “sirius stop i’m gonna piss myself” while tears of laughter run down her face. he doesn’t stop. she has to physically clamp her hand over his mouth, both of them shaking with silent laughter, eyes shining.
sirius calls her “macdonald” in the most affectionate drawl when he’s proud of her, and mary calls him “black” like it’s the highest compliment.
sirius thinks mary is one of the bravest people he knows because she never bends herself to make other people comfortable. she has a spectacular no-bullshit detector and she is physically incapable of lying to him if he asks for her opinion. every outfit, every haircut, every “do you think i should invite remus?” goes through mary first. if she says no, he doesn’t ask why. he just changes it.
whenever one of them has good news, the other always finds out first. sometimes before parents. sometimes before partners. they don’t even think about it anymore.
they never knock before walking into each other’s dorms. everyone else gave up complaining sometime around third year.
mary is the only person who can tell sirius to shut up without him taking it as a challenge. sirius is the only person who can drag mary away from an argument before she starts a fight.
they are my favourite best friends ever, i love writing about them so much, thank you for the ask, hope u enjoy!!!
"How did the appointment go?"
James settled onto the sofa beside Sirius and handed him a steaming mug of tea.
Sirius accepted it with a quiet thanks, staring down into the cup as the amber liquid rippled from the movement. He didn't drink it. He just watched it settle while James waited beside him.
"Fine... I guess."
James tipped his head, "Just fine?"
Sirius gave a small, uncertain shrug.
"I thought..." He searched for the words. "I thought I'd be more excited. Seeing it, I mean."
"But?"
Sirius let out a slow breath, "I'm still scared."
The admission came quietly.
James stayed silent, knowing Sirius would keep talking if he wasn't interrupted.
"What if I mess everything up?" Sirius whispered. "What if I'm not cut out for this? Gods, James... I never thought I'd have to think about any of this."
His laugh was brittle.
He carefully set the untouched tea on the coffee table before it slipped from his hands.
"And now everything's changing."
James nodded thoughtfully, "How's Remus handling it?"
Sirius couldn't help the small smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Gods..." He rubbed at his eyes. "He's handling it better than I am."
James smiled knowingly.
"He keeps telling me he wants whatever I want," Sirius continued. "That if I decide I can't do this, he'll support me. If I decide I can, he'll support me."
He leaned sideways until his head came to rest against James' shoulder with a tired sigh.
"But he's terrible at hiding how excited he is."
James chuckled.
"He tries so hard to keep his own feelings out of it because he doesn't want me to feel pressured."
Sirius laughed softly through his nose. "And he's absolutely rubbish at pretending."
"I can imagine."
"Every appointment..." Sirius murmured. "Every scan. Every time we hear something new..." He smiled despite himself. "His eyes light up."
James reached up, absentmindedly running a hand through Sirius' dark hair.
"And he's allowed to be happy," Sirius said quickly. "He should be happy."
His voice grew quieter.
"I just hate that he's trying so hard to make sure I'm okay that he barely lets himself enjoy any of it."
For a while, neither of them spoke.
Rain pattered steadily against the windows.
Finally James broke the silence.
"So..." He kissed the top of Sirius' head. "What are you going to do?"
Sirius closed his eyes, "I think..."
He exhaled slowly. "I think I'm just going to embrace it."
He laughed weakly, "I've never wanted kids."
"No," James agreed gently. "But you've always been good with them."
Sirius snorted, "Being good with children doesn't automatically make me a good mum—"
"Dad," James corrected without hesitation.
Sirius looked up at him. A smile broke through despite the tears threatening his eyes.
"I'm still figuring out how that works."
"It works however you want it to work, Padfoot."
James gave his shoulder a reassuring squeeze.
"You don't stop being you just because you're carrying a baby."
Before Sirius could answer, the front door opened.
A gust of cool, rainy air swept into the house as Remus stepped inside, shrugging off his rain-soaked jacket before kicking off his shoes.
"Well," he called from the entryway, carrying two grocery bags, "they didn't have the chocolate you wanted, so I stopped at Publix and found the same brand there, and I grabbed those sour gummies you've been craving too because—"
He rounded the corner.
The smile on his face faded the moment he saw Sirius.
"Babe?"
He immediately set the bags down.
"What's wrong?"
Sirius stood before Remus could reach him and wrapped both arms around his waist, burying his face against his husband's shoulder.
"Nothing," he mumbled.
Remus hugged him just as tightly.
"You've been crying."
"I'm okay."
Remus kissed the side of his head. "You don't have to pretend with me."
Sirius looked up at him then, his eyes still damp but calmer than they had been a few minutes earlier. He leaned in and gave Remus a soft kiss.
When they pulled apart, Sirius rested one hand over the small curve of his stomach.
"You..." His voice caught for just a second. "You can tell your parents."
Remus blinked.
For a heartbeat he simply stared.
"Are you sure?"
His grin was already threatening to escape despite his obvious attempt to stay composed.
Sirius nodded, "I'm sure."
Remus looked at him for another moment before his gaze dropped instinctively to Sirius' stomach, his expression filling with a kind of wonder he'd been trying so hard to hide for weeks.
Tbh what good is a bf for if he cant even carry u
Peter and mary are probably secret geoguessr lovers who end up dueling against each other and realising who the other is and then literally freak out about it and create a YouTube channel to play geoguessr together
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A glance into my twisted mind
Mary is the type to actually point and laugh. Sirius trips or James makes a bad joke and you look over and mary is going:
yes ik the gif is giant idgaf
Sirius who never asks for food when he's hungry and gets embarassed when he's 'caught' making food for himself.
He especially gets hungry at night and struggles to fall asleep if he doesn't eat anything, so he fills cupboards with snacks he can eat then discard (hide) rapidly to fill his stomach. It makes him feel even worse and guiltier but he's just that hungry, so he'll swallow any junk food he can find.
Remus who just, slowly picks up on it. Gets up at two am with Sirius and realises his boyfriend looks very uncomfortable about it and has just been sipping on his glass of water for five minutes. So he asks if he's hungry and after a lot of hesitation Sirius says yeah.
And it's so casual, the way Remus simply offers to make him some pasta, that Sirius wants to cry. But he nods and that just becomes a thing. If they're sleeping late, Remus will make him a plate of something, no questions asked, no pressure. Sirius doesn't even have to eat it, it can go in the fridge for later.
Sometimes they cook together, often Remus tells him to just sit and look pretty, and that it's an essential part of his process.
And it's at two am, when Remus is stirring food, his sleeves rolled up and smiling sweetly like it's no bother. Because it's not, not for him. That Sirius knows he's never, ever leaving that man.
barty has a ton of alt accounts for stalking/leaving hate comments. sirius wonders why he has a chronic hater in his comments called “hornkus binglefuck.”
wolfstar as parents, decorating their kids room in the middle of the night before their birthday as they sleep, arguing in aggressive whispers about whether the banner is crooked or not, silently climbing on furniture to hand tiny stars on the ceiling, barely holding back laughter, grinning at each other as they try not to wake their child
sirius "cause i feel like im the worst so i always act like im the best" black
Mil 🫵 what is your favourite crisp flavour? You give a prawn cocktail vibe.
Ru 🫵 you are so right i am a FIEND for a package of skips 🤤 also does popcorn count as a crisp????
sirius falling asleep while kissing remus. nuzzling up against remus’s jaw, while humming softly, trying not to fall asleep. remus, who presses his lips against sirius’s forehead and wraps his arms around him, falling asleep too, enveloped by the scent of sirius and his slow, steady breathing.
peter plays tomodachi life and makes all his friends into miis so he can get them married