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A little teaser for a WIP for an AU :)

James Potter who knows how to take care of long hair. He learned how to properly section and brush it, how to braid, how to make a bun, how to trim split ends, how to pick the right products, how to clean it, how to take care of curls, all of it. Lily doesn’t understand— his hair is constantly a mess and he only uses high-end product because his dad makes it. Then, she walks into the dorm towards the end of seventh year to see him sitting on a bed, a very disheveled Sirius in front of him, slouching and half-dead looking, while James gently brushes out his freshly-washed, mid-back length hair.

James, being the amazing friend and brother he is, learned how to take care of hair because he knows how much Sirius’ hair means to him, but he gets depressed sometimes and can’t do it, himself.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62027545

So I wrote this. Have fun

So we all know the AU where Sirius and Remus raise Harry, but I have a new suggestion. What if, after Alice and Frank are tortured to the point of insanity and James and Lily are murdered, Sirius and Remus take both Harry and Neville in.

Imagine Harry and Neville being raised as brothers with a solid support network. Imagine both of them having childhoods free of neglect and abuse and expectations. Them being raised with stories of their parents and a household full of love and kindness. Them getting to stay up at night, hiding out under the blankets with a flashlight to giggle about nothing. Them stealing cookie dough and bits of food while Sirius and Remus cook, making a competition out of it. Them going off to Hogwarts together, being sorted together, and having sleepovers in the same fourposter.

Then imagine little Teddy Lupin being born, probably when they’re still relatively young, maybe seven or eight. Them getting so excited, getting in Sirius and Remus’ bed to poke Remus’ stomach and talk to their baby sibling (and sometimes poke Sirius’ stomach just because they can). Them taking it upon themselves to teach Teddy new words and then turning it into a challenge to see who can teach them more. Them rushing Sirius to get them home from Hogwarts quicker every break so they can say hi to their little sibling. Them regaling Teddy with tales of the castle (some of which are more made up than others just to fuck with them) together.

Imagine their family being Sirius, Remus, Neville, Harry, and Teddy, living together and being happy. They all get a happy ending. They get to be safe and surrounded by love. Just… imagine.

Entirely correct, full marks!

more sirius black headcanons <3

hates being photographed but has a few old polaroids of him, mostly blurry shots of the marauders and one of himself laughing that he can’t bring himself to throw away

always smells like cigarette smoke, leather, and the faintest trace of something musky, like old cologne he barely remembers putting on

has a habit of flicking his lighter open and closed

picks at his nails constantly but keeps his hands clean, especially because of his tattoo work. his fingers are often stained with ink, though, and they always smell like nicotine

can fall asleep literally anywhere: on the floor, the couch. insomnia hits hard sometimes, so when he crashes, he crashes

reads poetry when he can’t sleep, the darker and messier the better—plath, bukowski, rimbaud. underlines lines that hit too close to home

collects random trinkets

hums under his breath without realizing—usually old rock songs or whatever tune is stuck in his head

terrified of hospitals. the sterile smell, the quiet—it all feels too close to the worst parts of his past

taps his rings against hard surfaces when he’s agitated, a rhythmic clink that drives people around him a little crazy

gets restless if he’s in one place too long—needs to be moving, even if it’s just pacing the room or fidgeting

rarely cries, but when he does, it’s silent and overwhelming, like he’s been holding it in for too long

knows the places he’s lived in better than most, could tell you where every hidden alley or late-night diner is, even the ones no one else seems to know exist

fiercely protective of his friends—would walk through fire for them without thinking twice

feels most alive when it’s late at night, the streets empty, cigarette in hand, music playing low in his ears

broke into his own flat more times than he can count because he loses his keys

keeps fostering pets

bites his lip when he’s trying not to cry so hard he’s drawn blood before

hates being told to calm down. it makes him immediately more defiant

always the one to suggest risky ideas—sneaking into closed places, midnight drives with no destination, climbing rooftops just for the view

his flat is a mess, but the chaos feels lived in, not dirty

fears being forgotten, like he never existed. he’s not scared of dying, though

has a scar on his knee from crashing his motorbike once

rolls his own cigarettes most of the time

awkward with affection, both giving and receiving

knows exactly how to break into places but rarely does—except when he gets really bad

can’t handle feeling trapped—needs windows open, needs space, hates locked doors

tall

Sirius Black with a pain kink and Remus Lupin with a marking kink. This leads to Sirius walking around with hickeys on his thighs, chest, and shoulders, scratches up and down his back, rope burn on his wrists, yellowing, bite-shaped bruises all over his body, welts on his lower back. Remus blushes like a tomato every time Sirius’ collar slides down enough for a red mark to peek out. Sirius purposefully wears shirts he knows will make them show at certain angles.

So, I’m writing a werewolf!Sirius AU, and I’ve written this quote from his POV.

“Being alright involves letting his guard down, it means putting his trust in someone else’s hands, it means opening his bleeding heart to show off the monsters living in there, clawing at the organ and smearing crimson over his insides.”

I need you all to understand the amount of symbolism I put into this quote, particularly the second half.

It refers to him having a “bleeding heart” specifically (and I know it’s not in this excerpt, but it’s in the bigger thing) in reference to his childhood, along with monsters (his parents, etc.). This is inferring that he is extremely sympathetic and kind, and, because of everything he went through, he can relate to people’s pain even more, which makes him more empathetic.

The monsters living in there bit is a pretty obvious reference to trauma and self-hate, but them clawing at his heart and smearing blood is also symbolism. Blood is red, which is a reference to how his treatment in his childhood made him Gryffindor-brave, along with extremely passionate (which is what red means in colour theory!).

Also, subtle reference to the phrase “bleed your heart out” (meaning, “to suffer a great deal of emotional pain; to feel extreme sadness for someone else”). My boy has suffered and thinks too much about other people.

Anyways, I just really wanted to show off how much thought I put into this line, please appreciate it :)

♡ asks ♡

 Do you have freckles? 

 Do you drink tea or coffee? How do you take it? 

What was the last song you listened to? 

Do you sleep on your back, stomach or side? 

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? 

Do you prefer drawing or writing? 

What’s your ideal number of blankets to sleep with? 

What’s your favorite band/artist? 

When is your birthday? 

How tall are you? 

What color are your eyes? 

Who are five (or more) people you want to hug right now? 

Fears? 

What’s your favorite color? 

What’s your favorite season? 

Want any tattoos? What of? 

Want any piercings? Where? 

Who is the last person you texted? 

Do you have a best friend? How long have you been friends? 

What/who do you miss? 

How was your day today? 

How much sleep did you get last night? 

Do you believe in aliens? 

When was the last time you cried? Why? 

What’s your favorite decade? 

What are some seemingly childish things you like? 

What’s your favorite book? Or just one you’ve read a few times? 

How are you, really? 

Does it take you a long time to make decisions? 

What are you looking forward to in the near future? 

What are you looking forward to in the distant future? 

If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go? 

Do you sleep with your door open or closed? 

What’s your favorite flower? 

Do you currently have a squish? 

Do you like your middle name? 

Do you prefer dogs or cats? 

Do you have any phobias? 

Do you stay up late?

Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy? 

What’s your favorite cartoon? 

Tag 5 of your favorite blogs

Do you have siblings? How many? 

Who was the last person you said “I love you” to? 

Is there anyone you would die for? 

What do you need when you’re sad? 

Have you memorized your phone number? 

Who’s someone you can trust with your life? 

What does your last text say? 

Wild Card. Any question, ask away. 

I think I hate people because on my fic about Sirius struggling with societal norms and wanting to dress feminine but not wanting to be perceived as weird I explicitly stated TWICE that he wasn’t trans (in that fic) and somebody STILL commented about how it was a great female Sirius fic??? I’m so sorry are we illiterate? Are we dumb? What happened? I literally told you he’s a cis guy. He made a big deal out of it. It’s a fic about how society puts people into boxes based on appearance and he didn’t want people to do that. Where do I go wrong? Did they just not read part of the fic? Did they just close their eyes? It was literally tagged as “boys in skirts” what do you mean female Sirius???

I don’t gaf who you ship Sirius with as long as they are literally willing to get on their knees and beg for his attention. That’s all. He should always be worshiped by his partners because he’s literally the best and they all know it. Fuck you. Actually you know what he doesn’t have to pick all of your ships are real they’re just his harem

Honestly, I’m not a hundred percent sure? I guess this post was an opinion on the current Marauders fandom, because the former one treated Remus differently, and Jegulus is only a thing in the current fandom? It just felt right, to be honest. Not a Jegulus fan

Remus John Lupin is a dorky nerd in tweed and cardigans who is only strong enough to carry books around, and lets everyone walk all over him, and cries when people go on discriminatory tangents about werewolves/queer people, and makes Sirius help him study, and folds his underwear/socks, and drowns in jumpers that are too big because he’s so skinny that he has to choose between them being long enough or tight enough, and he’s always cold, and he has back joint/back pain, and has a snort-laugh, and a little overbite you can only see when he smiles, and his clothes have elbow/knee patches, and he never gets angry because he’s so scared of being a monster