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HOW DO I GET JEGULUS OFF OF MY FEED? HOW? I’M HERE FOR WOLFSTAR AND SUNFLOWER AND DORLENE NOT JEGULUS PEASE HELP.

Sirius Black is the father of all time. He works on homework with Teddy the second they come home with it, even though they’re just a kindergartener. He kisses every single injury, from paper cuts to broken arms. He carries them everywhere. He reads bedtime stories every night. He celebrates every birthday like it’s a massive milestone. He plays all the silly games they come up with and is completely in character it the whole time, be it dress up, tag, or make believe, he’s down. He never raises his voice, let lone his hands. He wakes up to change diapers or feed in the middle of the night. He welcomes every friend and partner into the house with open arms, so long as they’re good to his Teddy. He attends every parent-teacher conference and pays rapt attention to everything the teachers say. He bakes cookies every weekend and keeps track of all of their favourite foods so they’ll always enjoy what he makes. He buys thoughtful gifts at least once a month just to show his love a little more. He makes time for all of their school plays and sports games and competitions. He brushes their hair even when they’re well past the age he should if they forget to, just because he can. He pays for their wedding and pretends not to cry when he sees how happy Teddy is. He drops off fresh baked goods and leftovers at their house when they move out whenever he can. He shows them how to fix their car and appliances and everything else. He teaches them how to do makeup and hair when they ask. He gives advice on anything and everything. He researches all of their interests so he can have good conversations with them. Eventually, he becomes the world’s greatest grandfather, doing everything he did for Teddy and still being there to help them alone (he babysits whenever he’s allowed because he loves them all so much).

♡ 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. 

Mommy issues core is seeing a cute tag on Tumblr called “mama posting” and looking through it and smiling at all the cute animals and then putting your phone down and staring at the ceiling for half an hour because these random ass creatures love their babies more than your mother has loved you (or, worse, just as much as she used to love you, because she doesn’t anymore. You know that. Stop lying to yourself)

THIS THIS THIS!!! I love these so much. Your takes are so amazing

hellllloooo!!! i love your hcs, coz i may not agree with all of them, but marauders characters are so three dimensional it's almost refreshing to see a different take to mine! with that being said, would you mind sharing some wolfstar hcs? i really like your remus and sirius ones, and i hate to be a bother, but I really want to see what you think!!

thank youu <3

of course, anon! i agree with you, seeing different takes (even if you don’t agree with them) can be so refreshing, and sometimes even bring a “wait, i can actually see that!” moment. here you go:

remus is the perfect height for sirius to give him forehead kisses

(and sirius is the perfect height for resting his chin on remus’ head)

smoke together

sirius can be quite awkward with affection (due to growing up in an environment in which it was limited), while remus is quite affectionate (he was showered in physical affection as a child, especially by his mother)

remus showed sirius what gentle love can feel like

their dynamic didn’t change much after they started dating, especially since not a lot of people knew about their relationship

sirius is not used to verbalising his feelings (especially love) so when he told remus he loved him remus’ face broke into the biggest dopiest smile

do book exchanges! before they started dating especially, remus passed sirius his (annotated) muggle books, and sirius always enjoyed reading the little bits remus had added to the original story

snog in broom closets between classes. remus is always pressed against the door so no one can actually open it and walk im on them

due to knowing how to imitate handwriting, sirius does remus’ essays when he’s feeling under the weather after the full moon; he also helps him whenever else remus needs to, although he doesn’t want to admit it

in love with each other and SHOW it, but they’re not codependent

nerds

sirius always does the crosswords on remus’ newspaper. it’s become their thing

Hey so anyone who sees this is required to read my new fic.

It’s on Ao3, it’s Sirius and James friendship centric, it’s horribly angsty, and I’ve dedicated too much time to it. It’s 26k words. I’m dead. I’m dying. I’ve died.

EDITING LATER FOR CLARITY! It’s very very dark and if literally anything in it is something you don’t think you can read, that’s perfectly fine. Do not make yourself read anything! This post is a joke just meant to make some people aware of my fic! Take care of yourself first and foremost.

WolfStar is disgustingly cuddly, even though Sirius is, typically, quite averse to physical contact (traumatized and physically abused) and Remus isn’t too touchy (scared people will find out his secret). The running excuse is that Remus is cold all the time (true) and Sirius doesn’t care (untrue) and is always warm (true). Before they go public with their relationship, everyone is mind boggled.

“You don’t care… that Moony is, quite literally, sitting in your lap, inside your jumper with you.”

“Why would I care?”

“One time, Marlene hugged you from behind without sufficient warning and you didn’t let anyone touch you for a week straight.”

“And?”

“… And now you and Moony have been cuddling for well over an hour, but you’re still sitting there doing nothing about it?”

“Astute observation, Prongs.”

“Y’know, Si, if you want me to move—”

“Who the fuck said I wanted you to move?”

“Well, James is right— you don’t usually like—”

“You’re cold, I’m warm. You’re all cuddled in. We’re both comfortable. Why should you move? That makes no sense, Moons.”

“Yeah, you’re right. That doesn’t make sense. I’ll stay here.”

“But? Padfoot? Hates? Being? Touched?”

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.

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AYYYEEE WE GOT THIS BRO WOOO!

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Fanon keeps making Sirius the one who looks up to James, and I agree with that to an extent, but I think James was the one looking up to Sirius most of the time (James stopped playing with the snitch for Sirius when he wouldn’t for anyone else; you don’t do that if you don’t look up to someone!).

Imagine James who sees Sirius’ many, many piercings and, even though he’s scared of needles, gets his lobes pierced. Imagine James who sees Sirius’ tattoos and gets a little paw print on the inside of his wrist. Imagine James who sees Sirius’ quick wit and sharp tongue and tries to emulate it whenever people are mean to his friends. Imagine James who sees Sirius leaving his tie undone and starts doing that, himself. Imagine James who sees Sirius and wants to be like him, so effortlessly cool and funny and handsome.