#dad Sirius

[pinklume]

Sirus raising harry au where he doesn’t feel like he’s doing his best as a dad or living up to dad standards or whatever and Remus is like what. Sirius you are the biggest dad. You brush your teeth so loudly Harry and I think ur choking. You stare out the back window while you eat your toast. You wake Harry up at 7 in the morning because you’re working on your motorbikes engine. When Harry watches the telly you don’t sit with him you linger in the doorway and act like you’re not invested. You make that weird grunt when you sit on the couch.

#sirius black #dad Sirius #Harry Potter

[robynlilyblack]

Pretty boy

Sirius Black x fem! mum! reader

[Requested – see request here]

Summary: Sirius’ daughter likes to play with his hair

Warnings: reader gives Sirius’ butt one squeeze and kissing but besides that pure fluff

A/n: 1.4k words, I really liked writing this one, thank you for the request!

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If there was one think your daughter loved more than you or your husband it was his hair, ever since she was a baby she was enamoured by it, always reaching out to touch it. Maybe it was the way it shined in the light or his perfectly shaped curls but whatever it was you understood because you loved his hair too, even if to start Sirius didn’t agree…

“Ouch” you heard a cry in pain from the next room followed by your husband running through the door with your daughter in his arms, his head tilted downwards as her little hand grasped his hair tightly

“Darling…can you… can you stop laughing it really hurts” he says wincing a little while you can’t help but giggle as your daughter seems very amused “Darling” he stares daggers at you “Help me now” his voice contrasts his face as it sounds almost pleading

“Sir yes sir” you tease giving a little salute which make him crack a smile

You gently taking the hair out of her grasp which makes your daughter pout disappointed “Can you tie it up for me?” he asks while you begin to mirror your daughter expression “Please I’ll go bald at this rate” he smiles as you give a little nod “It’s in my back pocket”

You reach into one of the pockets but there’s nothing in there so you go into the next one and sure thing you find a hair tie “Having fun feeling me up?” he asks smirking

“Always” you smirk back giving his butt an intentional squeeze this time before moving to pull his hair back into a little bun “There you…aww” you start before placing your hand over your mouth as you see your daughters’ actions

“What?” Sirius looks at you confused

“She’s not happy” you reply nodding to her who is currently pouting somehow more than before as she desperately makes little grabby hands at him

As she grew older the obsession stayed, she wanted to touch his hair all the time and when she was old enough she felt the urge to brush it. Sirius bought her some dolls to do that with but she wouldn’t touch them insisting that she brush his instead…

“Rem called, he’s going to be a bit late for lunch tomorrow” you say as you walk in plopping yourself on the couch next to Sirius

He nods before wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you in, your head laying gently on the side of his chest. As you nuzzle deeper into his side you both spot your daughter walking with her hairbrush at the ready

“Daddy?” she asks with her best puppy eyes which were the perfect combination of his own and your doe eyes

“Yes?” he replies voice raising at the end, you don’t even need to look at him to know he’s eyeing the tool in her hand

“Can I brush your hair?” she walks up putting on a big pout as she flutters her eyelashes

“Sorry pup” he shakes his head but much like her father she doesn’t give up so easily instead she’s an evil genius and turn to you

“Mummy can I brush yours?”

“Sure sweets” you smile lifting your head and helping her to sit on the back of the couch behind you both

As she begins to lightly brush your hair she slowly yet not so subtly shifts closer to Sirius’ side, eventually she’s moved most of the way and seamlessly shifts from the ends of your hair to his. You peer over at Sirius, watching as he sighs but doesn’t protest, closing his eyes a moment as he tries not to show how much he’s enjoying it.

You move back to your original position, his arm moving returning around your shoulder while your daughter happily brushes away “I’m going to look like a frizzy poodle” he mutters for only you to hear

You chuckle on his chest tilting your head up to give him a quick kiss to the lips “Yeah but a cute one, make all the other poodles jealous when we take you a walk” you tease, making him poke his cheek as he smiles knowing full well if your daughter wasn’t here you’d be in big trouble for that one

Your daughter developed similar hair to Sirius so you taught her how to braid it along with a few other styles, she practiced on yours every day for a month which surprised you but you soon realised why…

You had to head back to the house to grab something before a meeting in the afternoon, when you arrived you expected to see your husband and daughter up to some kind of mischief since she had befriended two of Molly’s boys while you were out on diagon alley which ignited your daughters love for pranks and reignited Sirius’ (and James and Remus’ but that’s a whole other story)

Assuming they must have got out for the day you headed into yours and Sirius’ shared office to pick up the document you needed, coming out you heard giggling coming from your daughters’ room. You took out your wand and mutter muffle on your shoes so you could sneak effectively, it wouldn’t be the first time you jumped out and scared them but as you discreetly pop your head in to look you decided against it.

“Dad stay still” she scolds

“I am pup, maybe don’t pull it so tight” he pouts, while you really have to hold a giggle as you spot one of the dolls he bought oh so long ago being braided by him

You watched this go on for a couple of minutes observing the way she was carefully putting his hair into a rather beautiful French braid as well as the peaceful smile painted on his face. After that when you came home from work you often saw the crimping in his hair from the different braids which had most likely been in all day until you got home. He must have thought he was being so slick, even denying he liked the idea, telling you how she keeps begging him to let him to it while you nodded along pretending to be blissfully unaware

One afternoon you came home early to find Sirius in the kitchen preparing dinner. As you walked in he turned around most likely expecting your daughter but instead his eyes widened comedically as he was caught, caught with 2 of the prettiest little braids on either side of his head...

You bite your lip to hold back your smile “Siri?”

“Yeah love?” he starts to smile, accepting the fact he’s a full-grown man in pretty little braids and to top it off a apron with a little cartoon dog on it which now you were so happy you impulse bought now

“You’ve always been a pretty boy” you walk towards him reaching to touch the little braids “But now you really are the prettiest of all the boys” you tease earning a chuckle

“As long as I’m yours and her pretty boy that’s fine by me” he says pushing a bit of hair out of your face

You smile “Of course you are...” you place a kiss to his cheek “...my...” one to the other “...pretty...” the corner of his lips “...boy” finally you go to give him one to his lips but he’s grown impatient and beats you too it grabbing your cheeks

As you pull back he smiles “Love you” he caresses your cheek

“Love you too” you reply leaning into his touch “So are you going to admit you love it now?” you inquire wiggling your eyebrows before seeing a look you knew all too well “What?”

“Pup!” he calls grabbing your hips and turning you around to face her as she runs in with identical braids

“Yeah? Oh, hi mum!” she answers before gasping happily as she sees you

“I think it’s time we gave mummy braids too so we can all match” he squeezes your hips placing a kiss to you shoulder “Don’t you think darling? Can’t have a pretty boy without his pretty girl”

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[crystlizabeth]

What is Sirius black lived and has a son? And the said son is very into Severus Snapes Daughter?

Just yk a thought🤷🏽‍♀️

#severus snape #pro severus #snape x oc #severus snape x reader #snape community #snape fandom #snape x pocreader #x black reader #dad!snape #dad snape #sirius black #sirius orion black #dad sirius #sirius x reader

[mountkennedie]

Coming Out to Them (pt. 2)

Wolfstar dads x reader

Summary: you dad's meet your girlfriend Luna

Pt. 2 to this fic

*I also headcanon Luna with she/they pronouns in case you're confused*

Warnings: they embarrass you so much >:)

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You didn't want to do this. In the nicest way possible, your dads are weird. Ever since you promised they'd get to meet Luna, you haven't had a day of peace. But hopefully all of that would be over after today.

"I'm begging, please be normal," you said. You had gathered your dads onto the couch 5 minutes before Luna was supposed to arrive.

"Of course we'll be normal!" Sirius playfully scoffed. That did nothing but made you more nervous, you knew they were going to make this much more difficult than it needed to be.

Ding

Great. Luna's here early. Why did she always have to be so punctual? Well that's not true; she isn't usually on time to classes and things, but when you're involved, she never misses a beat. That's another thing about her you really loved.

"I'll get the door," you told them. If you could give Luna any warning about what was to come you would. You opened the door and there she was. The sweetest girl in Hogwarts. "Hello Y/n," she said with a smile.

"Hi Luna," you tried to act like you weren't sweating through your clothes but of course they noticed. "Is everything alright?" she asked, her brows furrowed.

"Just nervous," you told her. Luna's face relaxed and they took your hand. "You always stress yourself out. I'm sure it will be fine," and with that she brought your hand to her lips and gave you a small kiss. They always knew how to calm your nerves.

You took a deep breath and brought them inside. Luna gave your hand a small squeeze and you brought her over to the living room where your dads were. The moment Remus and Sirius heard you and Luna's footsteps, they got up. Remus pulled you to the side and slid a piece of chocolate into your hand, "You'll need this," he muttered.

Of course upon seeing Luna, Sirius sprung into action, "You must be the Luna we here so much about!" He said winking at you. You only sighed and Luna responded, "Hello Mr. Black."

"Oh just call me Sirius!" he said with a smile. Now it was Remus' turn to introduce himself.

"Hello Luna. It's a pleasure to see you again," Remus just stood next to his viciously excited husband and smiled at Luna. "Hello Professor Lupin," they responded. Remus responded basically the same as Sirius, "Truly, just call me Remus. Or Lupin, that's what everyone else does," he said giving you a glance.

"Okay! So we've met each other! Let's go-" you tried to say before Sirius cut you off. "We have? I just know what she looks like now! That isn't fair Y/n. Now come with me love, what kind of tea do you like?" Sirius asked Luna linking arms with them.

"Any tea is fine, as long as it's been cleansed for gulping plimpies," Luna exclaimed. Sirius' brows knitted but then he said, "Of course." He led them into the kitchen where a kettle was already boiling water.

"Remus can you get the cups please?" Sirius asked. You were sure to grab your favorite tea because you knew this was going to be long.

Once everything was prepared and you all were seated, Sirius began your humiliation. "Luna, it really is a pleasure to finally meet you in person. You see Y/n goes on and on about you. All the time! Doesn't she, Remus?" You began to try to disappear in your teacup but at least Luna was enjoying herself.

"Oh yeah she was," Remus began. "I was n-" you said trying to defend yourself, but Remus cut you off. "What this oaf is leaving out is that he was the EXACT same way back in our days of Hogwarts!"

"I was not!" Sirius scoffed. "You can ask Arthur Weasley or even Amos Diggory! Sirius too couldn't stop going on and on himself!" This brought roaring laughter from you, Remus, and Luna. Sirius was trying to hold back his own laughter but was failing miserably.

"Anyways," Sirius started again, "So tell me. How did you two meet?" He asked with a stupid grin. "Dad!" You yelled before hiding your face in your hands. "What? I'm curious!" He exclaimed.

"You don't have to tell us every tiny detail about your relationship, Y/n. You know, unless you want to..?" Remus said arching a brow and taking a sip from his teacup.

"Fine, we'd always kind of known each other. But we got closer when we sat next to each other in Trelawney's class 3rd year," you said. "I remember when I met Remus here," Sirius began again.

"Here we go.." Remus muttered. "But I was a bit intimidated by him at first," Sirius continued.

"Oh please, you were terrified of me!" Remus scoffed. Sirius rolled his eyes then said, "We really started to get closer our 3rd year as well. Then he fell for me, and back then? How could you not!," Remus snorted, "Then blah blah blah and we get married. And not much later we get this ray of sunshine right here! Well she's grumpy today, but usually she's nice.."

"I am not!" You retorted. "You see what I mean?" Sirius responded looking at Luna. She only giggled a little and took your hand under the table.

"On a side note Luna, in general Sirius and I are beyond happy for the both of you," Remus said with a smile. Luna thanked him and for the for the first moment today, you felt a bit more at ease.

Of course Sirius made it short lived. "Did Y/n ever tell you the time she-" you knew Sirius was going to destroy you. You just took a bite out of the chocolate Remus gave you and accepted defeat.

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[soupandsimple]

SIRIUS’S SON

* your son gazing at you lovingly just like Sirius does

* going through the drafts and had a sudden burst of inspiration for this video I had saved!!! YOU’RE WELCOME 😭

……..…

Noooo because being somewhat accustomed to Sirius just always adoringly staring at you for absolutely no reason other than the fact that he loves you and then having to get used to his mini looking at you the same exact way!

You’re cooking a little mac and cheese meal for your little boy and have him all set up in his high chair so he won’t go getting into trouble now that he’s toddling. Sirius then comes in from getting the mail and sets it on the kitchen counter and sees the look in his son’s eyes. There’s no questioning what who he’s looking at and can’t help but join him at the perfect spot for viewing said thing person.

Now standing behind the high chair, Sirius places a kiss on the boy’s little head.

“She’s amazing isn’t she…” Sirius speaks to his son as his own eyes fixate on you similarly, if not exactly, the same way your son has his.

You turn from your stirring upon hearing the indirect compliment and smile when you see the pair of them looking at you with warm, dreamy looks.

“Oh stop, he’s just happy about the mac and cheese he’s going to get, aren’t you handsome boy?” you say, directing the last words to your baby.

“Doll, you could be making goop and we’d still be looking at you the same way. You’re our goddess, what do you expect?” Sirius comments with a wink.

“Isn’t that right kid?” he then says to his son who’s smiley gaze is still very much fixed on you. <3

#sirius black x reader #dad!sirius black #sirius black x you #sirius black imagine #short visual thoughts

[breeistired]

Regulus: “Do you want to sleep together?”

James: *Shocked and flustered.* “Oh! Yes please. My dorm or yours?”

Regulus: “We can do it at mine. 9PM, sharp don’t be late.”

James: “Yes love.”

*EXACTLY AT 9PM*

*James knocking on the door with a crop top and gray sweatpants. Spraying some cologne he stole from Sirius*

Regulus: “It’s open!”

James walking in and immediately sitting on the edge of the bed: “How do you want to start this?”

Regulus: “Just lay down.”

James: *Already doing what Regulus said.* “Then what?”

Regulus laying beside him and putting his head on his chest: “Alright goodnight.”

James: “What? I thought we were sleeping together?”

Regulus: “We are?”

James: “You gave me the wrong idea!”

Regulus understanding why he got confused: “Oh. That’s later.”

James: “What?!”

#the marauders #lgbtqia #james potter #romance #jegulus #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #sirius black #anything for our moony #james loves regulus #james x regulus #starchaser #regulus black at heart #regulus is so me #regulus being regulus #regulus kinnie #regulus deserved better #regulus black #Harry potters dad

[incorrect-maraudersaandco-quotes]

After James came out

Euphemia: Careful, the plate is hot.

James: Don't worry, I'm attracted to pans, not plates.

Euphemia: 😑

Sirius: 🤦

Fleamont: 😆 [is really proud of his son's stupid dad joke]

#Fleamont has the vibe of the person whose sense of humor is mostly dad jokes #marauders #incorrect marauders and co quotes #incorrect marauders quotes #james potter #sirius black #euphemia potter #fleamont potter #potter family #pansexual james potter #source: twitter

[yourgalgremlin]

“Tell me about your fav Marauders character”

Marauders fandom:

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[bobluvbot]

late night cravings

pairing: sirius black x afab!reader summary: you sneak off the night for a cheeky midnight snack, hoping sirius won’t notice (spoiler alert: he does, and he’s sulky about it)  wc: 4k cw: pregnancy & baby talk, descriptions of food and eating, brief allusions to sex (not directly stated), no physical traits of reader specified but sirius can hold things out of reader’s reach  a/n: so i had a lengthy angst fic for sirius’s debut on my blog and im halfway done on it but i cant seem to finish it bc it sends me to a depressing spiral each time <33333 so pls enjoy a very self-indulgent domestic excessively fluffy blurb with my beloved <33333 p.s this is not proofread so plz ignore mistakes ty <3

opening the tomato salsa jar turned out to be the hardest part. 

back in bed, you thought the trickiest part of your late night escapade from sirius black was his long limbs wound up tight with yours, even in low light of the small nightlight in the corner, you could still make out the intricate script and designs following the curves and dips of his strong arms, holding you close to his chest. 

you had it committed to memory by now, having explored sirius’s body well enough to memorize the way his skin feels against yours, with heartbeats and breaths falling in sync without much effort. 

judging by the way his breathing gets heavy after every exhale and the little snores that escape in between, you knew he was beyond knackered. it was day five of sirius’s new job as an deputy director at the auror office. the day he learned about the promotion was pure unadulterated happiness. after letting you know through an express owl, you mustered up enough vigor available to your seven months pregnant self to get out of the house and go to the local shops to get party supplies and food to celebrate sirius’s achievement. 

Coming in third out of the list of things he genuinely loved in this life, after you and his luscious locks of course, was his job as an auror. young sirius had never thought in his wildest dreams that he’d work at the ministry, much less actually enjoy it. can’t really blame sixteen year old sirius, starting an underground rock band with the marauders seemed like the perfect thing to do after gruelling hours of studying at hogwarts. 

defense against the dark arts came to him naturally, with some counterspells like second nature to him as being exposed with use of dark magic young gave him no choice but to grow up quickly and defend himself from the excruciating pain or the mind control that was from his own family’s doing. Winning the first wizarding war alongside his friends and found family has solidified sirius’s calling in eradicating the use of dark magic and making sure the next generation can have a safe and normal life without the looming threat of a megalomaniac sorting people with their blood status and taking over the wizarding world. 

that night, sirius walked into a dark and eerily quiet home that had his senses on overdrive. but when the lights turned on and he saw familiar faces of his loved ones all beaming with pride, and there you were in the center, looking ethereal and round and all his, with his favorite red velvet cake on hand and a ridiculously big balloon that says “congratulations” tied to the candle, he could have melted in a syrupy mess of gooey happiness right then and there if he hadn’t caught himself together last minute.

Sirius had thought– that after you agreeing to go on one date with him to hogsmeade, winning the quidditch cup and seeing the proud look on minerva’s face, going home for christmas break and euphemia welcoming him with a kiss on the cheek and a warm hug, remus teaching at the very same classroom you all were in years back, james and lily’s first kiss at the altar, holding little baby harry in his arms, you walking down the aisle with a bouquet of peonies in the most beautiful dress, and when you held his hand that one night and told him that you were expecting—- that he knew of love. but you do something extraordinary that has him scrambling to add to the endless list of why you’re the love of his life. he was so focused on you that he wasn’t prepared to catch pure muscle of james’s body as he flung himself to tackle his best friend in a hug. luckily, remus with a party hat was aptly standing between a toppling sirius and the living room wall, and he singlehandedly saved the two from creating a huge hole in the drywall. 

this was the life, sirius had thought after many hours of partying celebrating and eating, when he laid beside you in bed, limbs tangled, sated and dizzy and warm as you both came down from your highs. and he gets to spend it with you.

but as fun and exciting sirius’s new job is, it entailed an increased amount of responsibility as he was assisting the head auror. his least favorite part of the job was the boatloads of paperwork he has to deal with. An express owl almost dropped a howler letter into the soup you were making for dinner earlier that day and you opened it up panicking thinking it was an emergency. But no, it was just sirius whining that his hand hurt and is about to fall off and that he needs you to kiss it better. 

You did eventually, and one thing led to another and here you were, tucked in your husband’s warm embrace. you could stay here forever, only separating to drink water and bathroom trips, but the gnawing urge to eat something savory, sweet, tangy, and crunchy has possessed your entire being, the only way to quell it was to get up and go to the kitchen. the baby doesn’t seem to have a semblance of time yet, a fact you both envied and despised, because the clock on your nightstand said it was 3:48am in bold red numbers. A few months ago, you’d never be caught dead awake at this time, taking your precious sleep time seriously. The man himself would poke fun at you and say you’d gladly sleep through an earthquake or a housefire just as long as you get your seven to eight hours of sleep per day, and despite of your assumed role of contradicting and arguing with spontaneous and stubborn sirius, you had to agree.

But this was not about you anymore, or at least not quite yet for a good seventeen years, so you untangle yourself from sirius and your perfectly warm and cool side of the bed and waddle down the carpeted stairs, careful not to set foot on the creaky step that might risk waking sirius up. You need your secrets too, and you’re not in the mood to share food.

Grateful for the heavens that you and sirius stocked up on groceries two days ago, you had a wide selection of random items to munch on. A few days ago, you were introduced to the idea of a fluffernutter sandwich while scrolling through the short videos on your feed. Peanut butter and marshmallow fluff as spreads on their own was something you didn’t mind eating, but both together in a sandwich? You were enthralled, and the only way to quell the curiosity was to make it. So you did. 

You shovel and slather more than enough spread on each slice of bread, though you might have used the same spoon on both jars.. but who’s to tell you off otherwise, your snoozing husband upstairs? pfft. 

Smiling happily as if committing a particularly naughty crime, you place the spoon in your mouth, licking off the gooey mixture as you place the sandwich on a piece of paper towel (yes, you take the no dishwashing tonight seriously) on the table. humming, you mull over what to prepare next.

The baby needs something savory and tangy, but you’re not particularly keen on going through all the effort of heating up the soup from dinner, not to mention the amount of cutlery and dishes you’ll use for that, so you zero in on the tostada shells you chose rather than tortilla chips because its much more crispier. 

Opening the fridge, you see the laughing cow on a round packaging and decide its the one, so you grab two cheese wedges from it. 

Sirius had argued that the next aisle had actual, real blocks of cheese with a variety on display and that there was no point in getting artificially flavored ones. But you’ve gotten really good at giving him the stank face, which inadvertently ends 75 percent of nonsense bickering before it even starts; and since you’ve started showing more and more, sirius has admittedly gone softer on you, not that he was ever more but a pushover your entire relationship. Merely widening of eyes and a jut of your lower lip, even adding a slight tremble or two during times where you did actually fuck up, sirius can’t hold his stance longer than a minute before sighing and taking you in his arms. he might call you out for being a brat at times, but there’s no denying he loves it. And so the artificial wheel of cheese wedges got purchased and bagged home, and you’re meticulously spreading it over the golden shells, leaving little to no gaps of it bare. 

Laying it on another paper towel, your heart gets giddy on your chest knowing you’re in for a treat tonight. But not quite time to start munching, the baby reminds you that you still need something tangy to complete the meal. So comes your big predicament, should you get dill pickles or tomato salsa? 

It took you ten seconds too long of weighing down the pros-and-cons of choosing one and feeling like you made the wrong choice if you end up not liking it. It doesn’t help that the pregnancy hormones make you more anxious and tend to put you always on the verge of tears. So when the not-so-groundbreaking idea of just eating them both hits you, you feel the weight slide off your shoulders as you sigh. Because again, who’s gonna tell you that eating pickles this late at night can give you bad acid reflux, your snoozing husband? Pfft.

Snacking on some, you do manage to pick out the juiciest looking pickle chips and lay them atop of your tostadas. You and the little one are beyond excited to dive in. It’s looking like a mini upside-down pizza with the cheese spread first then the pickle as toppings. Only thing left now was the the tomato salsa slathered on top to seal the deal. 

Opening tight lids wasn’t an issue for you before, in fact, you took pride when friends hand you a jar or bottle to open because you could do it in a breeze. Chances were, the lid wasn’t even screwed on that tight, you were just built different, you’d say with a shrug once you give the items back. So when the tomato jar doesn’t budge after two attempts, you get puzzled.

Maybe your hands were slippery? You wipe them down with a tea towel and try again. No.

You weren’t holding it tight enough? Fingers held taut against the lid, you try three times. Still no.

Determined, you try different positions before letting the jar go, shooting it glares as if it’d get intimidated and just open up for you. You were also getting lightheaded, and passing out on the kitchen floor due to excessive stimulation of your vagal reflex because you were too stubborn to use magic or wake your husband up to open it for you doesn’t seem like the best way to spend the early Tuesday morning hours.

Magic was even out of the option (well, in your brain it was), because your wand’s tucked beside sirius’s on your nightstand, and frankly, you don’t have the patience to drag yourself upstairs just to flick a utility spell to open the wretched thing. So you do the next best option: lose hope. 

The disappointment was mutual between you and your baby. And the acid reflux did start to kick in, making your stomach grumble in both hunger and pain. This was all going so well until it isn’t, tears began to make its way up to your eyes.

“See, this is what you get for being greedy and eating all snacks by yourself,” sirius huffs behind you, deep voice still raspy with sleep. You didn’t even hear him getting out of bed and coming down the stairs, that’s how preoccupied you were with opening the jar.

He grabs the container away from you to open it, but not without throwing a scowl at your direction, handsome face contorted with furrowed eyebrows and downturned mouth, enough to express that he felt betrayed by this whole ordeal. If you were in a better mood, you’d poke his sides and tackle him playfully, teasing him for being sulky. But for now, you need the jar opened so you could eat in peace. You’ll deal with the sharing food issue later.

“t wasn’t supposed to take long,” you mumble, caught off guard and refusing to make eye contact, pretending the fridge magnets beside sirius’s head is ten times more interesting than his face. You don’t miss his raised eyebrow and snort at your response. 

The second attempt comes and he opens it with a satisfying pop. your mouth falls agape, eyeing the *now accessible* tomato salsa dip in disbelief. What the hell? 

And you couldn’t even take the smug grin spreading across sirius’s face by the millisecond. Refuse to. You try to snatch the open container away from him but he holds it higher and out of reach, making a show of puffing his chest, flexing his biceps, even giving it a kiss. This is all James’s doing, you need to have a talk with Lily soon about keeping these two separated.

“Sirius!” you try to plead your way out. the trademark innocent, pouty expression settles on your face like a second mask, hoping he’d go down this easy. 

It doesn’t work. He just chuckles, mocking your pleas and face while his free hand sneaks up and pinches your unsuspecting cheek to tease you further.

You yelp in mock outrage and swat his hand away, trying your best to keep your displeasure firm on your face, but you feel the giggles coming up. “This is why I sneak out alone to eat, you’re such a bully,” you huff, but take a seat in front of your makeshift spread. 

Sirius places the jar near you, but not without poking your exposed sides, armed with the knowledge that the easiest way to get you laughing (and eventually conceding in an argument) is knowing where your tickle zones are. “Oh yeah,” he drawls, plopping himself beside you. “That’s also why you’re the only one waking up with an upset stomach, stinking up our bathroom so early in the morning.”

Now this one got you appalled, embarrassed, disturbed, basically hit with all the feelings. You’ve been living together long before you got married, and he never brought up this issue until today. “That’s it. I’m leaving.” He makes a move to snatch the sandwich away but the embarrassment on your cheeks made you more agile, swatting his hand away and shielding the sandwich with your hands. “After I finish my meal,” you continue, shooting him a glare.

But see, one of the things that drove you nuts even way back at Hogwarts, was how Sirius Black mostly managed to outsmart you or be one step ahead of you in everything. After you turned him down without much thought whatsoever despite his grand declaration of interest, Sirius took it upon himself to show you (1) that you made a mistake for rejecting him, (2) that his ego won’t let you embarrass him like that again, (3) and that you won’t get rid of him that easily. Once he set his eyes on you, you were face to face with him in everything: grades, OWLs/NEWTs scores, Quidditch plays and bets, wins at the duelling club, even with the fucking gobstones tournament. He never let you catch a break.

Things were surely different now, since you vowed to be with him in sickness and health and untill death parts you both– hell, you’re carrying his child. So you figured maybe, maybe, he’ll let you catch a break this time. Let you eat in peace as you mull over his bathroom comment and how you’re going to get him back. 

But again, no. Unlike you, Sirius remembered to grab his wand from the nightstand. Not even batting an eye, he says nonchalantly, “Accio sandwich.” And the fluffernutter you protected with all your physical might managed to escape your watch, and land gracefully on his waiting palm. 

What irritated you more from this whole ordeal? The prodigal auror that climbed his way up the ranks and became the youngest deputy director, fully capable of complex spells and wielding different kinds of magic, felt the need to do a verbal Accio spell just to make a point to you.

Out of words, you just stare at him blankly. Too stunned to even cry in frustration because you knew you made a conscious, willing choice to be with this man. 

Maybe your best guilt-tripping expression comes best when you’re not trying. Color drains from his face when you remained silent and he scrambles to take a bite off the sandwich before handing it back to you, or rather placing it on your limp hand as you refuse to acknowledge it, still too hurt to budge. “‘m sorry, baby. Just wanted to eat with you since we didn’t get to earlier.”

He did arrive later than usual, deciding to finish the stack of case files and paperwork so he won’t have to sift through them again the next day. There were plans to wait for him before eating, but when the jitteriness and slightly nausea started to kick in, you had no choice in the matter. Sirius had been sulky and clingy the moment he got home, and as compromise, you stayed to watch him eat; listening and reacting animatedly as he ranted about his stressful day.

So you cut him off some slack, also exhausted from all the emotional stimulation sirius brought since he woke up. As a silent peace offering (also because you’re not ready to say sorry to his face), you slide the tostadas within his reach and finally take your bite of the goddamn sandwich. It was good, tasted as expected, sweet peanut butter. You’d probably have it again as a drunk at 3am meal.

Sirius also went and got snacks of his own: microwaved popcorn, pickles, toasted bread slathered with butter, and grapes. Together, you munched on the little spread of random food you could find in your kitchen at 4am in comfortable silence, which is surprising after the earlier bickering. No matter how cheesy it sounded in your head, sirius was the only person that can drive you to the brink of insanity and right back. You were in for a hell of a ride for the foreseeable future; and while there’s a lot of uncertainty right now and changes to be made when the little one gets here, you’re beyond happy that you get to do all this with him. 

Sleep was beginning to creep up on you. Of course he notices this right when you do, so a warm arm wrapped across your back urges you to settle on his lap, bodies melding into the familiar crevices like puzzle pieces, though you both had to adjust certain angles to accommodate your growing belly. You sit like this for a while; your head tucked securely in the crook of his neck, steady breaths lulling you to sleep, while sirius’s hands instinctively finds its way under your sleep shirt and on the natural curve of your belly, lithe fingers stroking and drawing soothing circles anywhere he could reach. 

you wish you could stay like this forever– cozy and soft and safe– but alas, you were carrying sirius black’s offspring. the baby decides to reward you with a round of kicks, probably giddy after feeling their father’s touch. Sirius chuckles and coos at your bump, while a muffled groan leaves your lips from the sudden onslaught of movement, but still refusing to move from this comfortable position.

Smooth cold lips touch the side of your forehead and you relish in the feeling. “Does it ever hurt, love? All that kicking and wiggling?” 

“Not really,” a content sigh leaves your lips. “Feels strange at times, seeing your belly move on its own.” 

To prove your point, two tiny bulges make a split second appearance just above where Sirius’s hand lay. His thumb soothes the area lovingly.

“Definitely getting stronger though; Lily told me during the later months, harry for some reason loved to kick downwards, making bathroom trips more frequent than it already is. Not excited for that.”

He presses kisses on your forehead, temple, hairline, anywhere he could reach without moving too much. “Things that you do and endure for this ‘lil troublemaker,” sirius murmurs. He doesn’t need to say it out loud, you could feel his body reverberating with awe and fondness. You try to bask in it for as long as you could, but a passing thought makes its presence known to you again.

“Do i really make the bathroom stink?” it comes out whinier than you intended it to be but you just had to know for peace of mind. 

Sirius’s whole frame vibrates as he tries to stifle his laughter, taking you with him. He’s laughing at your expense but you feel your own giggles brewing in your belly. You try to hold it in for longer, preserving some self respect. “A little bit,” he says solemnly. You groan, earlier mortified feeling returning in full swing. It triggers another round of chuckles.

“But dove, it’s nothing that my deep love and adoration for my lovely strong hot and sexy wife can’t handle.” He says assuredly, and you curse yourself for being so down bad for this man as blood rushes to your cheeks from his words. Good thing it’s dim and your face is still tucked in the crook of his neck. 

You do pinch his arm in response, and both your laughters compliment the comfortable silence. 

“Although,” he says after a while. “The betrayal of you eating without me still hurts.” 

“Siri.. i’m sorry,” you mumble. “‘y looked so tired, Didn’t wanna wake you up.”

He tuts and doesn’t say much after that. In sirius dictionary, this means he just wants some affection from you— for you to dote on him and coax out his forgiveness, even if you both know he’s not really mad; judging by his arms still wrapped securely around your frame and steady breaths that tickle and fan on your bare skin. 

So you mimic his actions from earlier, planting tiny kisses on his neck, collarbones, jawline, anywhere your lips could reach. Kissing his cheek seem to do the trick, his fake scowl quickly coming undone as a bashful smile breaks through the frown, and his tiny dimple you love so much making an appearance. The muggle maternity books did say dimples are genetic, so an image of a little Sirius running around and smiling up at you with those dimpled cheeks is a warming thought. 

“I am charming all the lids to be stuck at night as soon as i wake up tomorrow for work.” You poke a sensitive spot on his side, making him jolt, but you couldn’t resist laughter as it bubbles out of the surface. “You’re insufferable, I can’t believe I married a psychopath.”

“And you let him knock you up too. I’d say it takes one to know one, hm?” 

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[ellecdc]

hiya elle!!!

could i request a first-time dad sirius fic of siri introducing his baby to the other marauders?? 🩷🩷

so. stinkin'. cute.

dad!Sirius Black x mom!reader who are introducing their first child to the Marauders

You felt as though you were experiencing the world through glasses that weren’t your exact prescription, riding out the last of the adrenaline coursing through your veins after the past 24 hours. You were floating in this liminal space between discomfort and euphoria, pain and joy, worry and love.

You thought perhaps though the love was beginning to win out.

You were sitting in your hospital bed as you watched Sirius gently bounce the tiny bundle he was holding up to his face.

“Isn’t her nose just perfect, sweets?” He asked you (for quite possibly the 13th time in the four hours your daughter has been earth side) without moving his gaze from said nose.

“So perfect.” You agreed readily, smiling softly at the picture and hoping that this image in your memory didn’t fade as you became more lucid. 

There was a gentle knock before a mop of wild hair and a pair of spectacles shoved its head in through the door to your room.

James gasped quietly yet no less dramatically as he looked between you and Sirius.

“Can we come in?” He whispered, adorning quite possibly one of the biggest smiles you’d even seen on him (which was really saying something, considering he has been notoriously sunny since the day you met him), before Lily shoved her head in just below his. 

“I promise we’ll behave.” She added.

Sirius chuckled and nodded his head in invitation. “You were never the one we were worried about, Red.”

In a way that only happened throughout the history of humanity at the precise moment family members or loved ones entered the room of a newborn and their parents; Lily, James, and Peter all tiptoed in, for some reason even hunching low as if their lack of height would somehow make them any quieter.

James gasped again as he and Lily peered over Sirius’ shoulder to get a glimpse of the newborn in his hands; all three friends sharing identical beaming grins. “She’s beautiful, Sirius.” Lily whispered in awe.

“Bloody perfect, is what she is.” James agreed, leaning around Sirius to look at you. “Way to go, mum. Brilliant job you’ve done.”

“Thank you, Jamie.” You replied, turning a little shy as Sirius turned his lovesick gaze to you, which was very embarrassing considering he literally just watched you push his fucking child out of your crotch. 

“What’s her name?” Peter asked, standing in front of Sirius like an eager kid waiting for their turn to pick a toy from the treasure box.

“This is Aurora Jubilee.” Sirius said proudly, turning his daughter slightly so that Pete could get a look.

“Bloody perfect.” James reiterated when you heard a quiet commotion outside your hospital room.

“I said I was sorry, Reg. The baby can’t tell time yet, she won’t know you’re late!”

You then heard something that sounded an awful lot like someone being whacked with a bouquet of flowers.

“Idiot.” Regulus hissed. “I’m trying to make a good impression; just because you don’t worry whether or not Harry finds his uncle to be untimely doesn’t mean I want to set the same precedent for my niece. Tu as tellement de chance tu es une bonne baise.”

The door pushed open slightly further as Remus and Regulus quietly stepped in, furious blushes adorning their faces when they realised that you all had paused in order to eavesdrop on their conversation.

“How nice of you to finally join us, little brother. Your niece has been asking for you.” Sirius deadpanned. 

Regulus scoffed and Remus grimaced as Regulus came rushing over to your side and pressed a kiss to your hair. “How are you doing, mama?” He asked, pulling back to consider your form as Remus pressed his own kiss to your head. 

“I’m good, uncle Reggie, thank you.” You smiled at him.

“Good.” He said with a curt nod. “I worry, leaving you in the care of my brother - you deserve better.”

“Sod off.” Sirius muttered, causing Lily to gently swat at his back.

“Watch your mouth, Sirius. There are little ears now.”

“Yeah, watch your fucking mouth, Sirius.” Remus volleyed.

“Christ, our kids are doomed.” Lily complained as she moved to sit on the end of your bed.

“Okay, I can’t take it anymore; let me hold her.” James demanded, making grabby hands to Sirius.

“Okay but Prongs, I swear to god if you fumble this like you fum-”

“I didn’t fumble that pass! You threw it too hard!” James quickly negated with a petulant whine.

Moving in slow motion, Sirius relinquished his hold on his new favourite person into James’ capable and seasoned dad hands before moving to perch himself beside you on your bed. 

“‘Lo, Aurora. I’m uncle Prongs; your favourite. I’m going to buy you so many stuffies, your dad and mum will need to buy a second place  just to have somewhere to put them all. And Haz is going to be the best big cousin you could ever ask for; he’s already trying to convince me to buy you a bike so you guys can ride together. And-”

“Okay.” Lily interrupted. “My turn.” 

James harrumphed but acquiesced and passed her over to his wife.

“She has her mummy’s nose.” Lily cooed, causing Sirius to gently pull you into his side and pressing his nose into your hair.

“That’s what I’ve been saying.” He said, causing you to snort.

“No. You just kept saying it was perfect.” You argued.

“Exactly.”

“Let’s just hope you have your mummy’s smarts, too.” Lily concluded, passing Aurora to Pete.

“Oi!” 

“Hi, ‘Ro.” Peter said, smiling down at the infant as she started to stir slightly. “No, no. Please don’t wake up. Oh god, oh god, James take her - take her! I’m not ready for this!”

“Oh hand her ‘ere.” Remus mumbled, moving to take the tiny bundle from his mate. “Wormy smells, doesn’t he, little love?” He cooed at the baby who, much to Peter’s chagrin, stopped fussing immediately. 

“Oh you and I are going to get into so much trouble, darlin’. I’m going to teach you so many swear words, and I’ll help you prank your dad any time you want - you just give me a ring and I’ll be there.”

Any contention between Remus and Regulus from their arrival melted quickly as Regulus leaned into Remus’ side to gaze at the newest Black family member. 

“You wanna hold her, love?” Remus asked him quietly, causing Regulus to shake his head quickly. 

“I don’t want to hurt her.”

Sirius scoffed. “Please, we let Peter hold her.”

“Sod off!”

“What if I drop her?” Regulus continued.

“Just don’t drop her. God, you’re a weird bloke.” Sirius muttered under his breath, though Regulus seemed to catch it as he levelled his brother with a glare. 

His face softened considerably as Remus shifted his hold in order to transfer Aurora into Regulus’ careful arms.

He spent a few moments just looking down at his new niece, a silent conversation seeming to pass between them as Remus reached around him to stroke the downy soft skin on the side of her face.

“Okay, I’ve only known Aurora for three minutes; but if anything ever happened to her, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.” He said simply. 

Peter let out a nervous laugh before he realised Regulus was quite serious. 

“Good.” Sirius said with a nod. “That’s why we picked you to be her godfather.”

Regulus’ head whipped up at that as he seemed to strengthen his hold on the baby in his arms.

“You what?”

“If anything ever happened to us, we know you’d do everything in your power to give her a good life - the best life.” You explained.

“I- but…really?”

“Yeah.” Sirius said emphatically. “Besides, you inherited all of mother and father’s dirty money anyway, might as well use it to spoil our girl.”

Though there were clearly tears forming in Regulus’ eyes, he turned his attention back to his goddaughter with a derisive scoff. 

“I was planning on doing that anyway, Sirius. Je suis vraiment désolé de te dire ça, Aurora, mais ton père est un idiot.”

Remus snorted. “Already teaching her important life lessons.”

“Get bent, Moony.” Sirius sneered.

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[leavemeqlone]

Sirius: so as I was saying-

Remus: it’s too quiet in here..

James: weird

Teddy and Harry run down the stairs giggling.

James: what did you do?

Regulus from upstairs: EDWARD REMUS JOHN LYALL LUPIN AND HARRY JAMES FLEAMONT BLACK-POTTER!

Sirius: uh oh

James: What did you do?!

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[chasingthestarss]

Remus: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?

Sirius whispering: why are there little handprints all over the walls

Harry whispering: because I have small hands

Sirius: Becuase he has small hands

#dead gay wizards #marauders era #marauders incorrect quotes #sirius black #remus lupin #harry potter #wolfstar incorrect quotes #wolfstar #wolfstar raising harry #remus is the mom friend #remus is tired #remus is so done #Harry Potter is cute #Sirius black is a good dad to Harry #Sirius black is sarcastic

[robynlilyblack]

can you do something about daughter!reader coming out as bi to dad!sirius and him being supportive as all hell??

I need to tell you something...

Sirius Black x daughter! reader 

Summary: Sirius' daughter comes out as bi to him

Warnings: fluff, Sirius being the greatest dad, mentions of food

A/n: 1k words, I love this request and I hope it did a good job with it, I feel like this was the perfect piece for the first of June, thanks so much for requesting, enjoy x

Navigation | Sirius Black Masterlist 

You played with the leftovers scattered across your plate while everyone else conversed around you. Barely listening as you were planning a speech in your head, a speech you had been practicing for a while now, telling your dad you were bisexual.

It terrified you, maybe more than it should have, you knew your dad loved you, but you had only just gotten him back, and moving into Grimmauld place with the Weasleys, your godbrother, among others, you held off. Everything was perfect and you didn’t want it to risk ruining it

“You should have seen her last year when my brother came off the pitch” Ginny says “Thought she was going to key over, eh y/n?” she wiggles her eyebrows at you

You look up, eyes going wide eyed as you registered her words, turning to your father who just chuckles “Which twin would that be? Need to keep an eye on him, bit young for a boyfriend yet” he says half joking, half serious, making the others laugh

You chuckle nervously as you started to feel a little sick. Fred was handsome and you did have a minor crush on the boy but that wasn’t the reason you got so flustered that day. Sure, shirtless Fred was a sight to behold but just behind him was Angelina. She looked like a goddess, her skin glistening in the sun, her hair though wet from sweat framing her face perfectly, the way vest underneath rode up her taking off her jersey, that was the day you were certain you were also attracted to girls

You weren’t sure if people would get it though, if they would judge you for ‘not being able to choose’, when really you would fall for who you fell for, regardless of their gender, a cute boy was a cute boy and a pretty girl was a pretty girl.

But what if you told them and then Fred asked you out, would they call you a liar? Or if you ended up dating a girl, like Angelina, would you be labelled as gay instead? It was confusing and you hadn't fully figured it all out but keeping it hidden was slowly starting to eat away at you, you needed to tell someone

Later that night you were sat up in the kitchen, sitting on the counter by the window, feet fiddling with one of the tea bag boxes between them.

You heard some footsteps approaching, turning you saw your dad “Hey pup” he smiles at you running himself a glass of water “Can’t sleep?” he asks taking a sip

You nod “Thinking” you sigh bringing your legs to your chest resting your chin upon them

He puts down the glass, hopping up onto the counter next to you “What about?” he inquires softly

You shift closer to your father, moving into a cross legged position, perpendicular to him “I need to tell you something...” you begin, taking a deep breath as your leg begins to shoogle

His hand comes to rest on your knee, calming the shakes “You can tell me anything” he assures you with a warm smile, a smile reserved for very few people “Does this have anything to do with dinner?”

You bob your head “Sort of” you say quietly, still unsure of how to bring it up

“If you and Fred are together that’s okay pup, he’s a good lad…still think you’re a bit young to have a boyfriend though” he says in a way intended to make you laugh but you didn't

What about a girlfriend? you wanted to ask, the comedian in you wanted to say that like those sitcoms you watched, but in reality, you felt a bit crushed. You shouldn’t have felt bad he assumed, you had never given any indicators that you liked women too, but that didn’t stop the ache in your chest, the worry of him not accepting you

“Me and Freddie aren't together” you confess “What I wanted to...umm tell you" you sigh, closing your eyes for a second to gather all of your courage "That day I wasn’t just flustered from him…you see there’s was this other umm…” you hesitate “…girl in my year and she was…was...what I'm trying to say is...” you were cut off as you father pulled you in for a hug, arms wrapped around you in a protective embrace

After the initial shock you melted into it, clutching on to him as your heart stopped aching “Sorry” he says with a small chuckle pulling back “Please finish, I may have jumped the gun a bit but I couldn't stop myself”

You giggle at him before you take a second, building the confidence to say it out loud, something you hadn’t even done on your own to yourself “I think…I know I’m bisexual” you start shaky from ending firmly, feeling a weight off of your shoulders, as your uncle Remus would say ‘a problem shared is a problem halved’

He just smiles at you “I’m so proud of you pup” he says truly, hands on the sides of your shoulders “You’re a lot braver than your ol da”

Your eyes widen “Your?” you say a little surprised

He nods “yeah” he confirms verbally before lifting your legs lightly, motioning for you to let your legs dangle off the counter “Come here” he wraps his arm around you 

You lean into him, turning your body so you could wrap your arms around his torso “When did you know?” you ask peering up at him

“Think I always knew, took me a very long time before I admitted it, too long” he admits a sad tone in his voice “So I completely understand why you were nervous” he holds you a little tighter “I love you so much pup, that will never ever change” he kisses your forehead

“I love you too dad” you smile up at him, you were still nervous about what it all meant but your dad’s overwhelming support made it a lot less scary

He let you talk, listening to everything you had to say, the good and bad thoughts that swirled in your head, your insecurities, first crushes, everything. He helped ease your worries and was more supportive than you could have ever dreamed, letting you know that you didn't have to prove anything to anyone, not to mention if anyone ever gave you shit he would kick their ass

“Did you ever date any boys?” you ask, wanting to know more about your fathers experiences

He smiles slyly “There was one boy…” he starts before proceeding to tell you one of the cutest love stories you had ever heard, a love story that was still active to this day

Thank you for reading and happy pride everyone 💛

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[crystlizabeth]

Prenatals of my Harry potter dr children! P.1/?

Sirius black and Helena Hart parents of

Vinnie hacker as Heath Black

Remus lupin & Nymphadora Tonks parents of

Reiky de valk as Toddrick Lupin

Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy parents of

Boris ruseishvili as Zane Malfoy

Severus And Crystal Snape parents of

Amanda Stenburg as Zhuri snape

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[lexithwrites]

young single dad remus might actually be the death of me like him being dumb and having a kid in his late teens seems so unlike him but somehow exactly what would happen to him? also its truly the last time he ever sleeps with a woman lmao

#teddy is adorable and just runs around and has his curls #and when sirius meets him he adores teddy and teddy constantly asks his dad where sirius is #and then he starts calling him papa and its game over #the marauders #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar

[tragicromanceftus]

the marauders fandom be like:

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