Just a reminder, James, Lily and Remus (and Peter) were planning a birthday party for Sirius but it never happened. Ans Sirius will never know because he never knew, because they could never tell him about it. He spend his birthday alone in a cell. No cake, no candles, no presents, no love, but in the cold and dark.
Walburga: you do not deserve my son.
James: you don’t deserve your son.
Walburga: excuse me.
James: you heard me.
Sirius: where are you going Prongs?
James: to the aquarium.
Sirius: ..why?
James: because I’m an adult! And I can do what I want??
Lily: he saw a photo of a teddy seal and now he needs one.
James: we literally just met.. I hardly know you-
Sirius: I would kill for you.
James: ..
James: alright I need to swear-
Sirius: fuck.
James: swear as in promise??
i HATE seeing fanfictions where they portray Sirius as a bad, neglectful father who cares more about Harry than his own child. Sirius would NEVER. He knows what it feels like to have bad parents. To be the black sheep. To have your sibling be picked over you every. single. time. He hates his family for being like that. He hated his childhood and the way he felt about it. But then some people say, 'oh, but he loved Harry more than anyone, that's why he wouldn't care about his kid!'. Yeah, he cared about Harry and loved him like his child, but that was because he didn't have his own. Sirius Orion Black would never, EVER want his child to see their friends family and think, 'I wish mine was like that.' He would never want his child and Harry to behave the way him and Regulus did. No, he would want to look at their relationship and see himself and James. So no, Sirius would not be a bad father, because he would never wish a parent like that even on his worst enemy.
i think one of the most devastating parts of choices for me was all the things that were left unsaid between all of them. all the words they chose to swallow and never say. james and sirius never really processed or talked about how he was in love with regulus, what he saw in him, never learned the full truth of how much it hurt sirius. even close to the end of the story, when reg visits sirius' dreams it's clear he's not over it. that they just brushed it away and then reg dies and you can tell that he really doesn't have a clue just how much this destroys james.
the same for sirius and reg. they never hash it out, they never fully understand the depths of which they care about each other because they never let themselves really talk about it. they both echo this sentiment, saying they thought they'd have more time. more time to say all thats unsaid, that sirius DID write those letters, regulus DID love sirius, that they both felt abandoned by each other but loved each other so much. it's just so tragic to me.
james and remus watching sirius and regulus fight because one stared at the other for a bit too long.
james: i don’t get why those two are so angry all the damn time.
remus: short people are closer to hell.
*sirius struggling in the kitchen at 3 am.*
remus: what’s going on, love?
sirius: trying to rip the slutty little fishnets off my damn oranges.
*sirius and james having a discussion in the afterlife*
james: he named his kid albus severus, ALBUS FUCKING SEVERUS!!
sirius: you’re kidding.
james: i’m dead serious.
sirius: no…i’m dead sirius, you’re dead james.
sirius: what did i ever do to you?
remus: *pulling out a list* i thought you’d never ask.
sirius and remus texting:
sirius: i love you, stay safe! <33
remus: will do, i love you too abby. <3
remus: baby*
*sirius black is typing…*
remus: oh god, here we go again…
the marauders are at a party.
sirius: *shit-faced drunk, dancing horribly on a table.*
remus: *sighing* love is blind.
james: *also shit-faced drunk, singing horribly on a makeshift stage.*
regulus: *facepalming* love is also deaf…tone-deaf.
the marauders (and their incorrect quotes writer) are very engrossed in the depp heard trial.
everyone here is team depp! (you might wanna check on snivvy though, he might be team heard. but hey! you didn’t hear it from us!)
regulus: care to explain what happened pour moi?
james: uh- oui oui, so i had a little too much café on an empty túmmy, so i had a - how do you say - panique attaque.
sirius and regulus are eavesdropping on their parents while they’re discussing politics, and are texting each other whatever they hear.
sirius: did she just say that voldy’s going to enforce a marshmallow?
regulus: a martial law, you gormless git.
sirius black had way too much fun with his name.
making an entrance: “sirius black is sirius back!”
confused: “sirius black is siriusly blank…”
hungry: “sirius black wants a sirius snack.”
bout to throw hands: “sirius black will siriusly attack.”
under pressure: “sirius black will sirius crack.”
back from a dentist appointment gone well: “sirius black has no sirius plaque.”
bought a new bag: “sirius black has a new sirius sack.”
the list goes on…and it only gets weirder.
james is texting a sleepy regulus at 3am.
james: reg, would you still love me if i had no ears?
regulus: no, goodnight.
james is bringing sirius back home after a blood test.
sirius: *walks in happily with a lollipop in his mouth*
remus: i take it that the blood test went well?
james: he was in and out of that chair in exactly one minute!
sirius: yeah! and no biting this time, not even attempted biting!
sirius and remus are texting.
sirius: can we break up for 1 hour, 6 minutes and 11 seconds?
remus: no, but what for?
sirius: i wanna listen to adele’s new album from another perspective.
remus: as tempting as your offer sounds, it’s still not a valid excuse for me to dump you, sirius.
plot: sirius got dumped.
james: do you feel like you weren’t enough? is that why you feel so choked by your emotions?
sirius: i know i’m not enough, otherwise he wouldn’t have left me.
marlene: did you get the weird breathing trouble yet?
sirius: what, asthma? i’ve had that for ages.
james and marlene: *burst out laughing*
sirius: *gives in and starts laughing through his tears*
Rip James Potter. He would have loved asking Remus if he was the "Sigma Alpha Wolf"
Similarly, rip Sirius Black. He would have loved saying "erm actually" anytime someone was even the SLIGHTEST bit wrong.
James: Are we still bros?
Sirius, balls deep: Of course, bro.
James, tearing up: Bro…
Remus, under James: …are we all just bros to you?
Lily, watching them: Sorry, fucking what?
How many words does a oneshot need to be before it stops being a oneshot bc we’re currently at 19k and I still have more to add :/
James and Sirius are both kind, but in different ways.
James is sweet and kind. He’s loud and makes it known that he’s a nice person (not necessary on purpose, it’s just how he is). He’s all for grand gestures and big moments.
Sirius is stoic and kind. He does little things for people without even expecting them to know it was him. He fixes things and helps out without making a big deal about it, and people only really notice when their oven is actually getting to temperature or their bathroom door no longer squeaks.
James starts fights, Sirius ends them.
James calls the shots, Sirius does the shooting.
James makes the enemy, Sirius holds the grudge.
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.
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.
OUCH. But yes I need that.
What if Sirius, after all those years in the darkness that is Azkaban, needed reading glasses? I want him in reading glasses