#sirius imagine
Sultry | S.B
Paring:Young!Sirius Black X Fem!Lupin!Reader
Summary:One argument gets a little too detailed.
Every sibling had a counterpart. Whether it be one was nice, and one was mean. Or one was smart, and one was incredibly dumb. Every sibling had their contradiction. Remus and Y/n Lupin were no different in the grand scheme of things, but on the outside, they were different people.
Sirius: My gaydar’s unmatched. I can tell if a person is gay just by a glance.
James: Moony’s been hitting on you for four weeks?
Sirius:
Sirius: He ?
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble
Yeah, you know that I’m no good.
I Don’t Believe In You and I
Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader
Word Count: 1k
Warnings: None? Not a happy ending for Sirius. Also I haven’t written for Sirius in a LONG time so as I typically doubt my writing- this is terrible.
Requested: Yes, by @msmb
Summary: Maybe once I did believe that you and I were meant to be. But now you’re gone and I finally see, I couldn’t be anymore free.
Sirius Black was a layered misconception.
It was publicly known that Sirius Black was a charming boy with a dazzling smile and a flirtatious rhetoric that swooned all the girls off their asses. It had even swayed you off your feet and into his arms and at the time you had felt like the luckiest person in the world.
It started like all tragic love stories did. The beginning was like a foggy daydream consisting of days spent dancing in the rain, hours tucked away in corners of the hallway and sipping Butterbeer in Hogsmeade in the booth towards the back. He was all smiles and soft kisses. You were living the dream.
“My love for you…” he told you one snowy outing. “Has vastly exceeded the love I feel for myself.”
You had raised your eyebrows with a grin. “Oh, really? I didn’t think that was possible.”
He had chuckled. “Neither did I.”
Perfect.
But it soon transitioned into one of your worst nightmares.
The second phase of the said dream was when things started to escalate. There were no more dates in Hogsmeade, only outings with his friends. Nights you spent with him he’d only fall asleep. Sirius Black had never been a relationship kind of guy and perhaps you didn’t know this but his friends sure did and no warning was given to you about the consequences.
In classes, he would flirt openly with anyone he set his eyes on. That charming smile you once thought was reserved for you was now openly shared and appreciated by all. You’d watch as he’d flirt and his victim would run their fingers along him whenever they could and you’d have to watch in embarrassment as all your classmates watched your boyfriend shamelessly flirt his heart out with someone else.
“Would you quit it?” you told him one morning over breakfast.
“Quit what?” he asked nonchalantly. His eyes wouldn’t meet yours but the cool unreadable expression remained on his face.
You glared at him. “You know what.”
He turned to you with a knowing look in his eyes despite the lie that left his lips. “I assure you I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
His attitude angered you to no end and you were done with his actions. “Well, you better figure it out.”
With that you had gotten up and left him eating lunch with a slightly shocked look on his face.
The final phase of dreaming was waking up. It was quick and startling and it’s only after you wake-up that you no longer hold the vivid feeling of being within a nightmare. Waking up wasn’t easy for you. However, you could pinpoint the exact moment that you woke and it was the day he had skipped your anniversary dinner.
That was the last straw for you.
“We’re done.” you said, serious but simple. The night air was cold when you finally found him on the trail to Hogsmeade, two and a half hours late. “I’m not even going to waste my breath on you.”
“What?” he replied, mouth dropping slightly. “Look I was about to show up!”
“Yeah!” you exhaled. “Two and a half hours late!” you approached him angrily. “You know, I don’t even know why I waited half an hour, let alone an hour, let alone two and a half! I cared about you too much and look where that left me.”
His face scrunched in frustration. “Cared? I still care about you and you still care about me. That’s how relationships work.”
“Well, if you cared you have a real fucked up way of showing it and I’m starting to think you don’t deserve mine.”
You had shouldered past him, the tears now beginning to stream down your face and for what reason you didn’t know. He didn’t deserve your tears but you had loved him once and love left a lingering sting. Sirius Black, despite all his complexities, was someone who had snuck his way into the crevices of your heart only to leave you feeling more empty than whole.
But now he was out of your life.
And Sirius?
Sirius was more heartbroken than anyone imagined. He knew he was an asshole and it was not something he was proud of. But he remembered all those moments with you where you were tucked in his arms or how you would dance to stupid songs about teenagers in love.
No one had ever made him feel like that before.
In all honesty it terrified him more it should. Youterrified him. The way you made him feel was beautiful but it also made him feel scared… stuck. In the beginning he indulged not knowing how deep those little moments would hit him. And then one day he woke up and realized… he was in love with you.
He was in love with your hair and your eyes and the way you said certain words. He loved the way you told him off and whenever you murmured “I love you” because all his life he had never heard someone say that to him before.
And now that person was gone and he was left standing alone in the snow.
“Fuck.” he muttered.
—
It did not take a day to get over someone.
But eventually you moved on. You wouldn’t allow someone to break your heart and ruin your entire life besides that. You came to class the next day with a smile held up on your face and a nice outfit and if the rumor hadn’t spread so quickly around the halls you were sure no one would’ve known Sirius and you were no more.
And that attitude paid off, you met someone new who made you realize you had spent so long believing Sirius had been the one for you. Believing that there was no one else who could possibly mean as much to you as he did. Now you danced with someone who danced in return and continued to do so even when they weren’t feeling up to it. They made your anniversary and reassured you that years more would come.
You gained everything you always wanted.
Sirius lost everything he once had.
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A GUIDE TO UNDERSTANDING CRYSTALS - S.B. X READER
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Working in a college town would be the death of Sirius Black. He didn’t even attend Hogwart University. Instead, he opted out of the crushing debt and took a few classes at the local community college. He wouldn’t even be in this college town if the lease he signed wasn’t located in the middle of the city.
“Excited for all the freshmen?” James picked at a crystal, letting the raw cut rose quartz roll between his fingers.
“Far from it, we always get busy during moving in week,” Sirius was sipping on a herbal tea blend, watching James sort through the sleeves of crystals he knew nothing about but was supportive nonetheless.
“We do live in a liberal arts town.”
Sirius couldn’t be happier that crystals were more socially acceptable now, he grew up on Tiger Eye and Howlite, but he hated busy days. He hated helping people flick through the crystals, nasty looks on their faces as they took in Sirius’ long ponytail and tattooed skin, then storming out.
“Grab an amethyst and clear quartz,” Sirius pointed over the counter, not bothered by the question as he noticed shadows at the storefront window.
“Grab an amethyst and clear quartz,” Sirius pointed over the counter, not bothered by the question as he noticed shadows at the storefront window.
“I just need to grab a thing or two,” the bell chimes overhead; two college students not much older than Sirius and James wander into the small corner shop.
“I thought you went to the shop on Dumbledore Drive?” The tall girl beside the shopper spoke.
“I thought you went to the shop on Dumbledore Drive?” The tall girl beside the shopper spoke.
“I did until I found out half of the stuff was fake!”
Slytherin Selenite.
The crystal shop was a few blocks from Black’s Onyx and was the only crystal shop worth worrying about taking his business. Snape, the owner, was a slimy man that hated Sirius because of high school. Sirius had suddenly given up on listening to his brunette friend at the news of Slytherin Selenite.
“Fake?”
“Yep, I could get better ones from Walmart at that rate,” they rolled a Green Jasper between their fingers as they recalled the events.
Sirius respected their honesty, admitting that they were still getting used to crystal and struggled to figure out the difference between real and fake at times. He couldn’t name one time he heard someone admit to confusion about the spiritual world, for people’s pride always got the best of them.
“That git!” Their friend slapped a hand over their mouth, an embarrassed blush arose across their cheeks. She pecked around a display, noticing Sirius’s eye focused in their general direction.
“I’m sorry,” they squeaked out, their friend patting them lightly on the back before looking back over the green crystal laid out before them.
“No problem, I’ve said much worse about him,” Sirius shrugged, taking another sip of the steamy tea that lay beside the cash register.
“You know Snape?”
Their eyes were wide as they spun around, three new crystals that Sirius couldn’t see held tight in their left hand, their right balancing on a charging station.
“Yeah, we went to high school together,” Sirius shrugged as he watched James wander behind the counter to ring himself up for the stones he had placed in the baggy.
“He was horrible then too,” James spoke as he punched in the numbers, his head already done most of the math and left the exact change sitting on the counter.
The person frowned; their hand on the charging station fell to their side as they switched from one foot to another.
“Someone who takes something so beautiful like curious newcomers that are native to spirituality and rip them off is more than horrible; they’re downright wicked.”
Sirius almost fell off the cheap wooden stool, his nerves on fire from the proclamation of the stranger not only a foot away from him at this point. He’d seen many people walk in and out that door, but he had never heard something so genuine as he did right then.
“I completely agree,” Sirius ignored James’ pat on the back and the way the steam crossed his stumbled face, simply watching as the person turned back to the display and observed the crystal ordered to make a pride flag on the wall.
“Don’t go disturbing the customers’ Pads,” James mumbled as he rushed to the front door, hoping for a late display from the Black’s oldest as he registered his words. Sirius didn’t even care, slowly slipping from his seat to wander around the store to “clean” up.
“Can I help either of you?” Sirius rearranged the tarot card for the millionth time that week; why didn’t they look correct?
“This may sound stupid,” he didn’t think they knew how to sound stupid, “but do you know any good crystal’s for Shadow Work?”
Sirius smiled, wandering over to the other wall to point out the container of Snowflake Obsidian that sat by the cash register.
“It’s Snowflake Obsidian, it’s my personal favorite ‘cause it helps with balance too.”
“How’d you know my life wasn’t balanced?” Their smirk was gentle, barely taking up space on their face.
“Magic?”
“Ah yes! My bad for questioning you,” their eyes never left the display, grabbing a small bag and placing two of the Obsidian inside.
“Don’t do it again…” Sirius trailed off.
“(Y/N), you?”
“Sirius.”
“Seriously?” As soon as the question filtered from their lips, their eyes grew wide.
“Very original,” Sirius couldn’t help but smile, moving away from the two and walking back around to the cash register where his tea had started to grow cold.
“I didn’t mean to say that,” (Y/N) fell into the side of their friend, who had a twinkle in their eye as they watched the two.
“And your name?” Sirius directed his body at them, hoping to save himself from coming off rude for ignoring her.
“Alice,” the short-haired girl smirked in Sirius’ direction, her eyes glistening under the harsh light from the tinted window, and Sirius knew he was caught red-handed.
He was known to be a flirt, it was who Sirius was, and sometimes he forgot not everyone was. Flirting wasn’t a game to most, more like a right of passage to a relationship, and Sirius wasn’t trying to get caught up in another one of those.
A slight cough cleared his throat, focusing on the cold herbal tea instead of the two wandering around the store. He smiled at the tip James left in the jar, still leaving one even if he helped Sirius buy the building.
The door swung open with force, the bell breaking the mumbling of the two on the other side of the store now. Sirius spotted a thick dark green sweater vest and didn’t even need to think before speaking.
“Did you kill someone, Moony?”
“Yeah, you,” Remus’s finger was accusing, his loafers slamming against the hardwood floor of the shop as he stalked up to the register.
“What did I do this time?”
“Your stupid dog ruined my special edition of Tale of Two Cities,” Remus’s face had a red hue and a vein standing out against his skin.
“Reggie did that?”
“Yes, I had evidence in my car,” Remus’ eyes scanned the store, falling on the two that smiled at the red-faced dirty blond.
“Don’t worry, they’re cool,” Sirius leaned back on the stool, his brain trying to wrap around the fact that his sweet baby Regulus would do something like that.
“(Y/N)! Alice!” Remus wandered to the pair, his arms held wide as he approached. Sirius whipped his head around; his raven locks falling from his ponytail with the velocity.
“Remus,” (Y/N) wrapped one arm around the tall English major, her head resting on the side of his chest.
“You know them?” Sirius leaned closer to the three; his interest peaked, again.
“These are my study partners!” Remus gestured to the two, a bright smile replacing the rage that once painted his face.
The light bulb went off immediately, the infamous study group that Remus formed back in his freshman year when BIO 111 got harder than expected. One of them was on a Pre-Vet track, and the other was going to school for PR Management; they barely shared classes anymore, but they enjoyed each other’s company enough.
“(Y/N) was the one I told you about that could help with your PR,” Remus held the two close to him as he moved closer to the front.
Sirius knew he needed more of an online presence if he wanted his company to go big, but he hated social media. He found no fun in depressing himself any more than in high school.
“This is Padfoot?” (Y/N) spun to look up at Remus, a bright smile overtaking their gentle face.
“The one and only,” Sirius muttered under his breath.
“Remus told me you were struggling to manage your store, I didn’t know it was a crystal store, or I would’ve helped ages ago.”
“You think Remus would’ve shared that detail.”
“I’m still mad at you, don’t push it.”
(Y/N) wandered to the cash register, a ten in their hand as they placed the two stones on the counter.
“I can still help you if you need it,” Sirius glided across the floor, punching in the numbers without looking at the small cheat sheet taped underneath the table.
Sirius had to weigh the options, either spend all day with a brilliant and beautiful person and try not to flirt, at the same time, his business does better, or continue to be an independent crystal shop in the middle of a college town.
“I’m down.”
Sirius Black hated living in this college town, but if a pretty PR major is his way out, then he’s taking it.
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sirius black masterlist
↳ “you’ve got a pretty kind of dirty face”
- one-shots
“i remember it all too well” (female!reader)
a guide to understanding crystals
sirius black loves his crystal shop, but only a pretty PR major can make his dreams reality (genders neutral!reader) (modern au!)
- blurbs
the gang wants to show sirius’s significant other their proudest accomplishment (gender neutral!reader
the story of two lovers from first to sixth year(female!reader)
sirius needs help out of a situation with a flirty summer blackwood (female!reader)
sirius is possessive over what’s his (female!reader)
- series
sirius didn’t think falling in love would ever happen, especially not with his best friend (female!reader) (complete)
when (y/n) bennett and sirius black start a matchmaking service at hogwarts, they start seeing that cupid’s aim is slightly off (female!reader) (ongoing)
(y/n) (l/n) moves in with three guy in a loft she found on craigslist, fun right? totally. (female!reader) (ongoing)
- miscellaneous
all of the following song i think sirius black world listen/relate too
