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ughhh i hate when that happens!! glad you managed to log back in! and have fun catching up sweetheart :)

i can't stop laughing 😭

i just... don't understand what they're doing...

excuse me??? YOUR work is the loveliest sweetheart! thank you for reading ily <3

heaven | r.l.

i don’t know what this is… not a fic, more like a word vomit about remus loving you HAHA enjoy <3

Remus Lupin wasn’t religious in one way or another. But even he knew you were godsent. 

Passed out, lying with twisted limbs and a drool-filled mouth; you looked nothing short of an angel.

He touches you, you don’t stir. That’s good, he thinks. It means he has more time to love you without having to accept undeserved affection in return. 

He’d asked the question a thousand times, thought about it even more. Why me? And you’d smile at him like he wasn’t a monster, like he wasn’t born to kill. Who else? you’d say. And that’s when Remus realised that it doesn’t take kindness to love somebody; all it takes is that ache in your heart and burn in your fingertips. He wasn’t kind; yet he loved you.

The tips of his fingers dance across your cheek, feeling the soft skin on which his lips had made their home. He has unordinary courage tonight; he dares to bring his other hand to rest on the curve of your hip.

He brushes his thumb, featherlike, underneath your shirt. His shirt. You make a soft sound, and it’s all he needs to hear to know what heaven sounds like.

Remus had never felt like yours was more than a title until he met you. He was yours, yours to love, yours to break, yours to throw away. He belonged to you, and that was the greatest badge of honour any man could wear. He wanted you to touch him, make your mark upon him until it burnt, and he’d thank you for branding him with the etch of your thumbprint.

You were perfect; in every sense of the word. He’d learn every tongue till he was fluent in showing you how utterly divine you were. The dark lines on your thighs didn’t bother him nearly as much as they did you, and neither did the scars. He cursed himself reverently for his own; but never yours. Every mark on your being was a part of you, every inch of your skin a holy grail he’d read without complaint.

He’d worship you if you’d let him. Let his hands find their haven in every nook and crevice of your perfect body, whisper feverish words of cadence and cruelty till you screamed his name. You allowed him to touch you; and that was enough for now.

As he feels you now, mindlessly splaying his hands on your bare back, your eyes flutter open. Remus doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to the jerk of his heart stopping when you look at him like that. You reach for him with a smile even in half-lidded consciousness; he goes without protest because it’s you.

He knew forever wasn’t a word meant for lovers. But for now, he can hold you in his arms and hear your heartbeat when you pull him in. You'll let him tell you he loves you till the grave, and that is compensation enough.

I LOVE THISSSS lily you got me sobbing but the ending was so worth it agh!! crying 😭🫶

Soon You’ll Get Better

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tw: cancer, sick reader, mentions of death(dying), overall angst (i am slightly sorry.). some comfort??

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Sirius nervously sat in the dimly lit hall. Nerves began to eat at him and he was beginning to feel nervous and sick. He got up and began pacing, he had already gone through two cups of crappy cafetera coffee. He waited, anxiously staring at the door. He checked his watch again seeing it was half past ten and you were supposed to be out by ten. It was thirty minutes over the slotted time that you had. It was making him nervous. You said that this was a standard review about your results. So why were you taking so long? What was causing you to take so long? Did something happen? Remus had walked in, you had called him the night before letting him know about your plans, and he wanted to show his support. So there he was, showing up to your exam and he wasn’t expecting to see Sirius in that state but he tried to calm his nerves. He understood what it was like, his mum had suffered with this before and he knew that it was hard to cope with when you had no idea what was going on. So he offered his support.

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This wasn’t something that you and Sirius saw coming. This blinded both of you, at least that’s what Sirius had believed. You however had a feeling this was coming, not that you knew that it would get this bad but definitely that it would get worse than it was. But you wouldn’t add to Sirius’ anxieties and kept it a secret. Afterall it was just a suspicion why would you want to worry him? The pain was kept a secret. Unless of course you got those random pains that made you stop and breath sharply. Or the ones that caused you to not want to breathe and just lean against a sharp object. Anything to get the pressure to stop. It hurt too bad, you had to stop icing the cake.

”Love? I’m home.” You hadn’t answered because the pain had gotten worse. It felt like there was an overwhelming sense of pressure and tightness at the center of your chest. So naturally you placed your hand right where the pain was and tried to breathe but to no avail. Sirius walked into the kitchen and was instantly alarmed. He was aware as to how your health problems were often overlooked out of you believing they weren’t as bad as everyone else believed it was. But, there was something in Sirius’ gut that was telling him that this was more than just anxiety induced pain, this was worse than that.

“Baby. What happened?” Fear stricken Sirius dropped the flowers and teddy bear. It was your anniversary. Which is why you had been baking in the first place. You had intended to make the cake as a nice dessert for the roast that you two had wanted. The roast being done, now it was just the half iced cake that was left. Sirius didn’t take either into account his prime concern being his girlfriend half way on the floor clutching her arm to her chest.

“Baby please, you’re scaring me,” Sirius continued to look at your face, anxiety taking over as he saw how ill you looked, why was this happening? What was causing you to be this way? What was hurting you? He was starting to panic not knowing what to do. You said the pain was getting better and that it wasn’t bothering you nearly as much. So what caused this episode? What was the issue that wasn’t being resolved? What were you two missing?

”Okay, come on, we're going to the hospital.” That got your attention and you instantly started disagreeing trying to negotiate with him that you were fine, that it wasn’t anything that you needed to go get checked out immediately. But Sirius wasn’t having any of it. He wasn’t agreeing with any part of the idea that you weren’t hurt or at the very least weren’t having some internal battle with your organs. Yet you remained stubborn and insisted that you didn’t need to go to the hospital. Sirius wasn’t having it, he immediately got you into the car and drove to the hospital. He would refuse to watch you be in pain if he could figure this out. So he went, he went to the doctor. But when you got to the parking lot you said the pain stopped. Sirius didn’t want to believe you, but the look in your face seemed too genuine to actually think otherwise so he agreed with you. Under the condition that you would make an appointment afterwards that you would have to go and get checked up in order to find out what this whole thing was about. Of course you agreed with much hesitance, but you agree because you love him enough to try and ease his nerves. So you guys drove back to your shared flat.

“I’m sorry.” Were the words that he heard when you both entered the house. Confused he turns to you completely and tilts his head in question.

”For scaring you and having you drive to the hospital.” Your voice sounded so small that it made Sirius nauseas. You only ever used that tone when you two had first become friends. When you were eleven and he was twelve, he was trying to ease your nerves as you were about to take an exam. He was also telling you that it was okay that you were still eleven even as a second year. But, you outgrew that tone, you had become comfortable with him so you had a more confident tone. Hearing the eerily soft tone, that almost terrified tone he hated hearing it. It made him feel like he was his mother. Sirius was never fond of the idea that he scared you, when you were younger you had admitted to being scared of him because he was from The Noble House of Black. So he intimidated you and made you scared to talk to him, and when you did you spoke in a terrified tone. It was almost a whisper when you spoke, it bothered him but when he understood why you spoke to him in that tone. As you two grew closer and evolved into your relationship that guard and fear decreased. He now had your full attention as he gently placed his hands on your shoulders.

“Baby doll, you will never, and get this into your pretty little head ok?” Nodding you wait for him to finish, “You and your health will never ever be an issue ok? You will always be a priority for me. I will always make sure that you are always taken care of. Baby doll I’m not upset with you for not having the pain when we got to the hospital, I’m upset you didn’t get this taken care of sooner, but we can worry about that later hm? How about we enjoy that cake you made for us eh?” A sad giggle leaves your mouth as he ushers you two into the kitchen, and the sinking feeling that something was wrong was fading. But did this mean that it was over? Or was this just the beginning?

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You sat in the bed in the doctor's office. Your test results from last month were back. Your heart rate was through the roof. But that wasn’t the worst of it. The news had already been delivered and now you think he was droning on about treatment? You hadn’t registered what happened, you knew what was said but you had no idea what was happening, it made your stomach churn. What did he mean you had cardiac sarcoma? That wasn’t possible.

“Ms?” You look back at the doctor. The grimace in his face increasing your fear.

“Yes?” He gave you a very apologetic look that didn’t do anything for your nerves. So you waited for his response,

“Mrs. Black I told you that you have Stage II cardiac sarcoma. The best treatment plan for you would be surgery. Thankfully we don’t have to do a transplant.” The rest of his words were lost. You had heart cancer. How?

”Do I have time to think about it?” Your doctor looked at you perplexed. He didn’t quite understand the idea of waiting until it was too late to take this out but he can’t exactly argue with you so he nods. He tells you how to take care of yourself and tells you that the nurse will schedule a follow up. The nurse was equally as apologetic and tried to provide comfort, but to you your whole world was falling apart. So much so that you had forgotten Sirius had come with you. And when you remembered, boy did it hit you like a pound of bricks.

“Baby doll?” Sirius jumped up. He had been anxiously biting his nails and immediately sat up when you had left the room. He took notice of your expression and became more concerned.

“Um, can we go home? I want to see Cani.” Sirius furrowed his brow confused as to why you didn’t tell him what happened but complied with your wish. The two of you went to your car and Sirius drove back to your flat. His nerves were on edge and you were incredibly distracted. Arriving you mindlessly walked to your flat and slowly began looking back at the past year scolding yourself for how stupid you had been for not realising this sooner. Why hadn’t you gotten tested earlier? You had the weight loss, the change of colour in your finger tips when you’d touch Sirius’ hair or pet Canius, the chest pain, the swollen feet. Why hadn’t you done something sooner? Sirius couldn’t take your silence arriving at your door and he stopped you.

“Y/n. What happened?” Sirius was now in between you and the door. You locked eyes with him and your heart sank, his beautiful grey eyes were filled with fear. His black and gold nails were bitten and bloody. Tears began welling in your eyes.

“I’m sorry Siri. Siri, um,” You took a shaky breath. Your tone matches the one he hated.

“Oh baby no, it isn’t your fault. Please just tell me what’s wrong. Tell me what they said.” You look to the side, cocking your tongue. Tears now flowing frequently. You nervously bit your lip trying to ignore the inevitable.

“Sirius. I have heart cancer.” At that moment the world stopped spinning. No. No, no you couldn’t have cancer. No, it wasn’t a thing. You weren’t sick, you were just anxious! It was just anxiety nerves , not cancer. Why would it be cancer? He stared at your face as your tears began pouring. He pulled you in and hugged you as you sobbed.

“Oh my baby, we’ll get through this.” Sirius sniffed he didn’t know how you two would get through. But he would move mountains to ensure your safety. He would not rest until you were properly taken care of. He didn’t want you to suffer and much less if he could afford to take care of you and get you treatment.

“They uh, they want to have um, they want me to have surgery.” Sirius’ blood chilled. He didn’t like the thought of you having surgery. Not to mention his distaste for you having cancer. But he’d figure it out with you, you always did. The two of you always understood how to tackle it. This was just a new problem.

“And are you going to do it?” The pain continued, in your chest and you began to panic, unsure of what was causing the pain.

“I have to.” Sirius nodded and squeezed you much harder in his grasp. He wouldn’t admit it to you because he wouldn’t tell you he was scared. He wouldn’t tell you he was scared, if you got worse who was he supposed to talk to? What was he supposed to do if there was no more you? His worry intensified, he was scared and incredibly worried about how this was going to happen.

“Okay.”

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It had been two months since you had found out that you had cardiac sarcoma. It had been one month since you agreed to the surgery. And it was one hour before your surgery. There you were laying in the bed, nerves were beginning to eat away. The past two months have been incredibly draining on the two of you. It puts a strain on your relationship. In all aspects, Sirius was now a lot worse when it came to his protective nature. He somehow got ten times worse and even more overprotective if that was possible. He never let you out his sight and was always making sure you had enough fluids, food and your medication. He was doing everything he could to make this go smoother for you. And for the most part it did. Until the day before your surgery. That day felt like the worst day you and Sirius have had. You couldn’t eat solid foods and couldn’t have anything past midnight. And you bet your bottom dollar that Sirius made sure you’ve followed through with your pre-op rules. So now you laid feeling so incredibly anxious as you were about to be wheeled into surgery. Sirius sat next to you in an uncomfortable plastic chair. You had both been there since four am. The two of you were unbearably tired. But neither of you were quite prepared for this. Sirius had been forced to wait for you in the waiting room. He had to wait out there and he was so thankful that James, Lily, Remus and Peter had come. They came to support you and have been supporting you within the past two months. This was now the moment everyone had been anticipating. Everyone was hoping that this would be the cure. That you wouldn’t have any more issues. But no one knew for certain.

“Here, Sirius.” Remus came up and offered up a cuppa. Sirius took it but didn’t drink out of it. Lily watched as she nervously was crocheting. Peter was working on an embroidery piece that was for you. James was cracking jokes trying to lighten the mood. Remus was trying to help Sirius. And Sirius? Sirius was terrified. He spent the whole time that you were being dragged into pre-op googling the procedure. He had watched countless videos about how this procedure goes. However, with those videos were also the horror stories of how terrible this could come out. There was the chance that the doctor could cut your aorta. Or possibly the left artery. He had bitten his way through the first layers of his nails. He had also been picking at his nail polish. His nails had looked like they’d gone through war. The four looked at him and felt terrible for seeing him so worked up. They were also nervous but this was terrible. Sirius of course was experiencing their fear tenfold.

“Sirius, please drink it.” Lily spoke softly. She offered him a soft smile as she held back tears. She was also panicking. You were her best friend. So she knew why she was so scared and she understood what Sirius was feeling on a much less intense level. The five of them now all stood next to one another and were all sharing the nerves of your surgery. Sirius glanced at the clock. It had already been three hours. If another hour went by it would be an average amount. If another two hours passed it would worry him intensely. This surgery wasn’t supposed to be more than six hours. You had three more to go if you had that many tumours. Remus looked at Sirius and checked the clock. It was 12:30, he knew Sirius hadn’t eaten. But he knew he wouldn’t leave the hospital. So he nudged Peter. Gently of course to not disturb his embroidery.

“Hm?” He looks up and waits for Remus to tell him what was happening.

“C’mon we’re getting lunch.” Peter nods and jumps up and follows Remus. They both wordlessly slip away from the other three. James and Lily were both trying to console Sirius. But there was no avail. He wasn’t responsive. He was so scared that he’d lose you. That there was no more you. But no, you had to get better. Soon you’d get better right? He hadn’t noticed that he was crying. Not until he was given a tissue from Lily and a hug from James. That’s when he broke down into sobs. It was everything he’d been feeling condensed into that one fleeting moment where he no longer could protect you. James’ heart broke seeing his friend like that. Lily was scared. She’d never seen Sirius like this before. The three sat in silence tears falling down as they all waited for the surgeon to come out. Remus and Peter walked back thirty minutes after to find the three in a similar position as they’d left them. Peter began handing the food out and Lily thanked him. James began eating but Sirius, Sirius stared at the food. It didn’t look good. You didn’t make it. You didn’t bring it. You weren’t there. He couldn’t eat. He wasn’t hungry, but Remus didn’t let him not eat. He grabbed a fork and began feeding bites to him. Sirius gagged and shook his head.

“I’m going to be sick.” He dry heaved as Remus grabbed the spoon. So his lunch remained untouched. The bites that Remus had tried to give him didn’t work. Sirius couldn’t bring himself to eat.

“Sorry.” Remus said as he patted Sirius’ back. Sirius nods and sits next to him, his head in his hands. They all went back to their previous activity. Except this time when it was cut short it was because the surgeon had come out again.

“Y/n Black?” Sirius shot up. He was the first one next to the surgeon.

“Is she okay? Did she make it?” The surgeon remained with a straight face. Nothing in his demeanour gave away anything that you hadn’t made it through. So you were okay?

“Who’s her family?” The four friends backed away enough to leave Sirius and the surgeon with enough privacy.

“Follow me sir.” He did, nerves feeling shot the whole way. Why was this happening? Why didn’t he tell him what happened? What went wrong?

“Is she alive?” Sirius asked before the doctor could say anything to him. The doctor was taken aback at the sudden question. He took a deep breath before telling Sirius what happened.

“The surgery was rough, she had more tumours than we had anticipated. Which was due to the rapid growth that she’s having. We were able to get most of the tumours removed. There are some benign ones that we couldn’t remove without it being an issue.” Sirius still hasn’t heard if you were alive.

“Is she alive.” Sirius asked again this time in a much sharper tone. He didn’t want to know if you were dead but if they had taken one of the benign tumours and nicked an artery you would’ve died.

“She made it through.” The air had been returned into Sirius’ lungs. Everything was okay now. He would make it through, most importantly to him, you’d made it through. He felt so relieved knowing you had survived. That was until he saw the doctors face.

“What?” The doctor had a grim look and it made Sirius uneasy.

“Since we weren’t able to get all the tumours out and considering how rapidly they are growing there’s a high likelihood that she may develop more malignant tumours in the near future. I’m sorry, she’ll be moved to room 273 in the ICU.” Not saying anything else the doctor left and Sirius stood there, everything was ringing. You had gotten through the surgery but you still had a chance of getting cancer again. Sirius blinked back tears and walked back out to the waiting room. He looked at them and nodded. They all exhale and look at him for further instructions.

“She’s in room 273 of the ICU.” They all nod and share a glance. They knew that Sirius had to be the first to see you, it was only fair. They all ushered him to the room and practically threw him in.He didn’t like seeing you like that. You looked lifeless. There were wires everywhere. You were connected to an IV and several monitors. Seeing you like that made him want to cry again. He noted how calm you looked. You weren’t in pain. That eased his mind a little. He was glad to see that you didn’t have a breathing tube. They must’ve taken it out before he arrived. You were breathing on your own. He sat next to you gently bringing your hand into his. It was cold. Your hands were never cold. This wasn’t you. Sirius didn’t know how long had passed but he felt a light touch on his curls. Opening his eyes he sees your hand softly caressing his curls and his heart flips.

“Oh baby.” His voice was raw. Your eyes watered seeing him in such a state. His normal get together not togetherness was now completly unintentional. His hair that he always did with care was messy and in a half knot. And his always rested look was now sunken in. He looked how you expected to look. But you still thought he was the prettiest boy ever.

“Did they get it all?” Your voice was hoarse. Sirius gave you a tearful smile.

“I’m sorry baby.” You knew. You knew they didn’t get it. You wanted to cry and scream. Say it wasn’t fair. And in many ways it wasn’t. But that’s not what you did. No you didn’t want to say it wasn’t fair.

“At least I have this cool scar.” You joke. In that moment Sirius was unsure how you always managed to make the best of bad deal. It wasn’t fair that they couldn’t get all the tumours out. It wasn’t fair that they were rapidly growing. It wasn’t cool that you couldn’t be bared from this pain. But you still managed to make it good. To find the silver lining. And if being with you taught Sirius anything it was how to make the best of a bad deal.

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Two years had passed. Two years and three days to be perfect precise. A year ago you had undergone a surgery in attempt to remove all the cancerous tumours from your heart. In that surgery they had left behind some tumours that didn’t pose a threat. In doing so it left the door open to possibly develop a new cancer site. You had to go through radiation and hope that you wouldn’t get any more mutations. And thank every single person who had hoped you’d done well. Because by God did those tumours disappear. After your six month of radiation therapy there were no longer any tumours on your heart. It had gone back to normal. The worst was over. You have gotten better. And just in time.

“Love? I’m home.” You finished placing the raspberry onto the cake and smile as you hear Sirius enter the door. Canius began walking to him and your smile grew. You look around your home and try to find the one thing you had been looking for. Sure enough there it was the small carnation that you’d left on the counter. Picking it up you walk over to the living room and smile at the sight. Sirius beat you. There he stood with your daughter Adeline.

“Vas-y mon cœur, dis á maman!” Sirius spoke to your two year old. You weren’t sure what she was going to tell you much less what Sirius had managed to tell her from the time that he got to the door and into the living room.

“Joyeux anniversaire!” She cheers as giggles escape her mouth. You pretend to look perplexed as if you couldn’t understand her french.

“Happy anniversary!” she repeated this time giggling harder as Sirius picked her up and spun her.

“Oh thank you my little angel!” You pressed a kiss to her cheeks and you looked at your husband. He shared the same smile as your daughter. You look at him and then at Adeline. She was a carbon copy of him. Same curls, eyes and smile. You wouldn’t trade it for the world. Sirius set Adeline down and l told her to go play with her toys. Cheerfully she did.

“How are you feeling my love?” He wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you to him.

“Great. I finished the cake, cleaned and even set Adeline down for a nap. She was calm like always.” You relay your day to him and he smiles pressing a chaste kiss onto your temple.

“I’m glad, any pain?” Even after two years and three days of being cancer free he always wanted to make sure there weren’t any problems. He would continue to do this until he died. It was his sole job to protect you. That’s what he’ll do. He’ll keep you and Adette safe.

“Are you hungry?” You ask him, he gives you a wolfish smile and nods. You give him a wide grin and walk with him to the center of the living room to grab your daughter.

“Addie my love, are you ready for dinner?” She beams and looks at her dad and nods her head so fast her curls bounce with her. You chuckle at the sight and she makes her grabby hands at Sirius, Your heart fills with warmth at seeing them both so happy made you happy. You loved them with your whole being.

“Dinna! Mommy!” She beams in the arms of her father. You giggle and nod, walking into the kitchen and serving the roast you had made. You look at Sirius who was placing Addie in her high chair. She was repeating phrases that Sirius would say to her in french. He was talking to her and smiling the whole time, the sight made your heart sore. You were so glad that Sirius had made you take the blood test and get your heart looked at. Had he not pushed so hard you would’ve never been able to have Adeline.And you thank your lucky stars that you had been able to get rid of all of the tumours. But you especially thanked them for allowing you to have Adeline and Sirius. They were your world. And you are beyond grateful for having gotten better, because you had to. If you had to go through that cancer and all that pain just to get this moment with Adeline and Sirius you’d do it in a heartbeat.

“Ready?” You ask as you bring the plates to the table as Sirius brought the bread. You all sat and eat and shared laughs. It was a wonderful moment that you wouldn’t ever dream to change. You were so glad you got better and that you didn’t have to worry about your heart. But the one who was the happiest that you were no longer ill, was Sirius. Now he was able to calmly spend time with you. Not worried that you’d get worse. Now he got to enjoy his time with his girls, and that is what he’ll do. Because he wants to since there’s always you. Making eye contact with Sirius he looked at you with such fondness. You mouthed and ‘I love you’ which tinged his cheeks pink. He mouthed back ‘I love you more’. The moment was so pure and full of love. This was the best way to spend your anniversary.

“Joyeux anniversaire de mariage mon amour.” He got up and placed a kiss to your lips. It felt like heaven.Yeah you made the right choice. Sirius was always your right choice. When he pulled away you smiled, and said

“Happy anniversary my love.”

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loves if you enjoyed this please reblog it means the world to me!! thank you my loves and i hope enjoyed!!

love,

lily

SAURRRRR CUTE!! you did the characterisation so nicely i love this <3 um also im in love with remus facetiming till we fall asleep 🤭🤭

the marauders x you when you unlock a streak with each other on tiktok

quick lil info! a tiktok streak happens when you message someone for 3 days in a row, and a streak badge (🔥) appears on the chat. then, hence the name ‘streak,’ it grows as you continue to exchange messages and tiktoks with e/o :]

note: heyyy 😋 it's been a hot minute since i posted anything worth of a read,, i was fighting for my life, finishing schoolwork HAHA but anyway, plz enjoy these headcannons in the meantime as i accomplish the requests rotting in my inbox, and continue my wips :P

"babe, are you okay? because our streak isn't. i need you to hold your end of the deal here!"

𓄃 let's be real.. james would be SO dramatic abt it. mans is devoted and loyal in every way, shape, and form—tiktok streak included!

𓄃 so when it does happen, he would never let you hear the end of it. ever. if he sees the lil fire badge on ur chat in grey and not orange? trust that he'll remind you to reply so the streak continues (indefinitely, in his preference)

𓄃 would send you the most unhinged of tiktoks; ranging from silly dances ("we should do this!!!" he would say), wholesome reminders of his love for you, and the whole shebang!!!!

𓄃 "haha this is so u" and it can either be smth super sweet n cute or smth he thought was funny but it isnt to u (in a funny way btw :3)

𓄃 but even tho our boy is a lil obnoxious most of the time, he understands ofc that realistically, the streak will have to die down for a few days :(

𓄃 but that's alright, no biggie! james is in love with u, enough to forgive u for not continuing the streak–

"are u mad at me?"

"what? no! jamie- no."

"okay :)"

(pregnant pause)

"baby?"

"yeah?"

"...our streak?"

"(sighs in fond exasperation)"

"dove, we need to talk about your screen time. yes, yes– i know, i'm a hypocrite for saying that. but my point still stands–"

☾ remus lupin is a total grandpa. in theory? nay. in essence and style? thru and thru baby!

☾ honestly i can imagine that at the beginning of ur relationship orrr myb the honeymoon phase, remus only has tiktok installed cuz a) u told him to bcoz u need him to see the stuff that comes up in ur fyp and b) it's the 21st century? it's basically this generation's newspaper now. get with the times!

☾ when a streak happens between u guys tho, it's him that accidentally unlocks it. why? oh! cuz he makes sure to reply and react to each and every single message and tiktok u send him!!! TEEHEE

☾ "oh look love!!! this is so us 🥺💞" and then 10 seconds (or less) later a notif pops up, rjlupin reacted with ❤ to your message

☾ he may follow up a reply of either "i love you" or a "ur so cheesy 😂"

☾ once remus gets the hang of it tho, he would absoluuuutely be committed to the streak.

☾ all he ever sends u is date ideas and book recs (coming from solid booktok accs btw, he isnt stupid) and those really wholesome hopecore tiktoks or slideshows of rly hard-hitting quotes that he thought was nice and thinks u should see as well :((

☾ but he's highly aware (as the quote above this hc suggests) that keeping this streak up is a team effort, and he's aware that u guys r similar in the way that ur both sleep-deprived 😭 and are prone to staying up late at night, doom scrolling on whatever socmed app or stuck inside a gripping chapter of a book :>

☾ it’s even gotten to the point where he just knows ur up at the same time he is, especially late at night. and so when the clock strikes midnight:

dove, u need to sleep. goodnight ❤️ no, YOU need to sleep ❤️ goodnight ily i love u too 🥰 but seriously, go to sleep. but our streak 🥺 it wont die. anw, im facetiming u so i know ur sleeping

☾ BONUS HC OMG ?! he would so totally be one of those bfs who would video call u as u guys r going 2 sleep and OFCCCC IT ENDS UP BEING U FALLING ASLEEP FIRST AND HIM SMILING CUZ HE FINDS U SO ADORABLE LIKE THIS AAAAA

“seriously, love? you know my love for you goes beyond sending you tiktoks every day, right?”

✶ sirius black, the nation's "bad boy", would actually be so bewildered by the whole thing LMAO he'd tease u endlessly my dude. Endlessly.

✶ but at the same time, he would secretly be kind of excited abt the whole thing :3 like what? he gets to spam u on tiktok with purpose now ???? he would (NOT) like to apologize for the nuisance he's about to become, actually

✶ the tiktoks that sirius sends u are mostly of biggg fashion accs showing off their wardrobe and doing mix n matches of diff clothing n stuff,, bcoz Duh !

✶ OH and he also sends u those rly well-made typography edits of lyrics from 70s to 80s songs because, again, DUH !

✶ he would soooooo send you those tiktoks that go "send this to ur friend and ask which berry u are!" and act all nonchalant abt it but would literally complain abt how u think of him as a raspberry, of all berries. i mean:

BUT BLACKBERRY WAS RIGHT THERE?? HOW COULD U MISS SUCH AN OPPORTUNITY??? then why did u even bother to send me this siri.... OH IM SORRY I GUESS IT WAS WRONG FOR ME TO EXPECT THAT WE'D BOTH THINK THAT I'D BE A BLACKBERRY sirius.... bffr dont 'bffr' me rn, im literally named Sirius??? treat my name w/ respect u brat!!??

✶ usually tho along with the fashion tiktoks, he'd send u the weirdest kind of shit ever. like corecore?? trippy skits??? creepy animations?? u name it, sirius will probably share it with u!

✶ if u somehow get suspiciously unresponsive in ur chat w/ him tho, which threatens the streak, he would worry loadssss like, "baby, you didn't reply to that tiktok i sent you earlier today. did i do something wrong?"

✶ ^^ kinda similar with james in a way HAHAHAH

✶ BONUS HC AS WELLLL but sirius would totally, absolutely post thirst traps of himself on tiktok.

✶ but then he'd always post them under the privacy setting of 'friends only,' and then tag u SPECIFICALLY in the captions bcoz "oh this? this is for your eyes only, love."

AHHHH OMG this is my first time doing hcs!! i hope this format was ok w u guys hue hue :3 thanks 4 reading as alwayz 🫶

thank you for the tag!! im bringing found family 🫶

npt: @lovemenotts @foodiegoogie @msmk11 @pretty-little-mind33 @mischievousmoony

I had a tag game idea, idk if anyone's done this before but idc it sounds fun

Fanfic picnic!!

Everyone brings one fanfic/ao3 thing to the picnic. It can be whatever you want; a trope, a tag, anything you want

To start us off I'm bringing some hurt/comfort tag

Np tags: @yourlocalbadgerscales @idkjustlemmedrownlikerab @friendofthefrogswastaken @serenisastar @nyx-taylors-version