#sirimont

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

james' first interaction w orion he almost punches orion in the face sirius' first interaction w fleamont he almost asks if he could suck fleamont's dick okay anyway

[loserboyfriendrjl]

omg i just returned from the doctor and i only have 5 days to live and the only cure is that you give me sirimont hcs ASAP!!! 😭😭 please help me in these trying times and provide me with porn i mean medicine

OH NO!!! anyways here’s your cure

it basically started with sirius flirting with fleamont for fun and at some point he point started indulging him too, which low-key made sirius freak out over it

sirius has a thing for authority figures

there’s an age gap, (obviously), and fleamont is aware of it in a way sirius isn’t and will never be. he tells himself it’s inappropriate, that he’s too old for him, but then sirius grins in that way that makes him feel young again

fleamont tries to give him life advice – half the time, sirius actually listens and the other half, he does the exact opposite just to be difficult

fleamont doesn’t do pda, but sirius lives for pushing boundaries, just to see a reaction. if fleamont gives him it—like a subtle clearing of the throat—sirius considers it a win (fleamont is usually too composed to give him one but every now and then, he’ll get a rare, sharp look—something unreadable but intense—and it drives sirius absolutely crazy)

euphemia can know (sirimontmia??) or not whichever floats your boat

when sirius starts picking fights just because, fleamont looks at him, calm and unimpressed, and says, “are you done?” it infuriates sirius (he could be on his knees for this man in seconds)

sirius once saw fleamont roll up his sleeves, and it was over for him

they fuck nasty

james absolutely loses it when he finds out

[del-stars]

thoughts on sirimont

sirius black having a weird relationship with the only father figure in his life who has shown him actual admiration.... oh i'm sure!

i just love the idea of delusional sirius staying w the potters that first summer when he's sixteen wearing tiny little shorts and thinking he's having his cmbyn summer... he's not. it's all in his head. monty is no picking up on it At All. like sirius is lounging in his itty bitty shorts no shirt in their garden and monty comes along and is. naturally not physically attracted to the abused traumatised 16 year old boy he has recently nursed back to health and adopted. so he's like hey son can i offer you some water or juice or perhaps cut fruit? and sirius is like hnnnnnnggjkfjdljdskl he wants me sooooooo badddd

he grows out of it in a couple summers bc that is Father fr and also he <3s euphemia potter but he does fuck several older men and they don't not look like fleamont

[plecotusauritus]

Now that is a proper fucking age gap

[vulcajes-archive]

was just reminded of housewife sirius. hi im asking about her again x

Hi, she's well <3

Her husband just bought her a new car because she made breakfast (it was very hard for her). She's hosting a dinner party with all her friends to show off how glamorous and perfect her life is. She's planning her summer holiday to Monaco with her beloved husband and has a whole week carved out to go shopping for clothes (Monty coming along to carry the bags of course).

She has started a weekly girls meeting at her house with all her fellow housewives and they do yoga and pilates and drink wine together <3 she loves hearing them complain about their husbands and saying "well, my Monty would never..."

[enbysiriusblack]

You asked for rarepair ships, so.. may I suggest:

- Remus x Kingsley

- Tonks x Kingsley

- Sirius x Monty

- Peter x Sybill

:-))

remus/kingsley

tonks/kingsley

sirius/fleamont

peter/sybill

[albi-bumblebee]

Sirius Black/Fleamont Potter moodboard!!! (inspired by CMBYN)

[stardust-madness]

plspls anything on sirimont i am so brainrotted abt them esp post running away

I'm taking this as an opportunity to write a oneshot about them but let me know if you want hcs instead 🫶

•••

Fleamont knew he shouldn't be here. Every alarm bell in his brain was blaring, telling him to turn around, to go back to his work, to ignore every instinct he had because this was wrong.

And yet, here he was, standing outside Sirius' door. When he was in his office, just below Sirius' room, he'd heard a crash, and he immediately came running to see what was wrong.

It was dangerous to do so, Effie and James had gone down to the market, so it was just him and Sirius left in the house. After the first time Sirius had come to him, visibly upset and in need of comfort, Fleamont had decided that he couldn't be alone with the boy again. He nearly slipped up that time and he couldn't risk it.

At least, that's what his logical brain was telling him, his irrational heart, the one caught up in trying to help this boy who's gone through so much, who Fleamont cares so much about, had taken a keen interest in him. One that crossed so many lines it hurt his head to think about.

There was soft cries coming from inside Sirius' room, and before Fleamont could think about it, he knocked on the door. The cries stopped and there was some shuffling around before the door opened.

Sirius looked like a mess, hair out of place, streaks down his face from his tears, eye bags as heavy as ever. Just looking at the boy pulled at his heartstrings.

"Are you okay? I heard a crash," Fleamont finally said, holding his breath for the response.

More tears welled up in Sirius' big eyes before he pushed his way into Fleamont's arms. He froze, eyes going wide and arms suspended around Sirius, close but not touching. Sirius was warm and Fleamont's shirt was getting damp from the tears.

When he finally got his bearings, realizing that Sirius would only be more upset if he didn't reciprocate the hug, he put his arms around him. The guilt crawled up his throat, he shouldn't be touching him, he shouldn't be alone with him.

Sirius pulled away after a few moments, his crying slowed down to sniffles and he was no longer holding Fleamont in a death grip.

"I'm sorry—" he hiccuped, looking up at Fleamont with the most perfectly pathetic face. He was so dangerous, so tempting and Fleamont was terrified he couldn't control himself.

Fleamont gave him a soft smile and put a hand on Sirius' shoulder, the bone felt sharp under his hand, "It's okay, kid. What's wrong?" Sirius avoided his gaze, playing with his fingers awkwardly.

"Was taking a nap— and uhm— I had another nightmare and fell out of bed. I'm sorry I made you come up here," his voice wavered as he talked lowly, almost a mumble.

Fleamont was no longer thinking, only focused on making Sirius feel better. It physically hurt to know that Sirius was hurting, a thorny vine wrapping around his throat and heart. "Don't be sorry. I wanted to make sure you were okay. Let's go get you a glass of water, hm?"

He led Sirius down to the kitchen, his small hand in Fleamont's larger one. Sirius' hand was soft and uncalloused, and he didn't try to pull away. Sirius sat at the kitchen table, looking out the window at the backyard.

He quickly busied himself with getting a glass of water, he set it in front of Sirius, along with a sleeve of saltines. Fleamont sat next to him, arm reaching around his small frame. Sirius flinched but didn't pull away.

Sirius turned to look up at him and Fleamont gave him another soft smile, "Thank you, Mr. Potter. You're too kind," his eyes were hooded and his voice was too sultry to handle, much too sultry for someone who was just crying. They faces got closer, before he caught himself mere inches from Sirius' lips connecting to his own.

Oh Merlin, he's so sick.

Fleamont pulled away, saying something about having to go to the bathroom, getting up and going down the hall. Merlin help his soul, Sirius was going to be the end of him.

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698 words <3

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