Band AU!! Sirius!!!! ROCKSTAR SIRIUS!!!!!
But again, TCOPTP's version ๐
A bit more than a colored sketch but i dont think ill ever properly finish it so take it as it is and have mercy on me
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ROCKER Sirius black is the typa guy to read out thirst tweets about him just to get u jealous, but if ur really sensitive and you start getting upset he might leave yours heโs all โoh, my sweetheart..โ cradling u n shii
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rockstar!sirius black x fem!reader, 0.5k words
You lay on the sofa, book turned upside down on your chest. Sirius lay nearby, your head in his lap as he scratched at your scalp gently while he held his phone with his other hand.
Your boyfriend burst out laughing, and you looked up at him questionably. "Sorry," he said, a grin on his face. "Just..." He must have seen something on your face that made him tell you what he was smiling about. "Prongs sent me a tweet of something wildly inappropriate," he settled on saying. Sirius pressed a kiss to your head and went back to his scrolling on his group chat.
Growing exasperated with him, you snatched the phone out of his hand. You certainly didn't like being treated like you were one of his groupies. Your eyes shifted to the tweet that he had thousands of likes already. It read: Sirius Black was so hot at his last show. I want to push him against the wall and-
You switched the phone off, your eyes getting teary as you handed it back to Sirius. You moved your head from off his lap and watched his concerned look when you told him you were going to use the bathroom.
It wasn't a minute later before he was knocking at the door. "Baby?"
You let out a hum as a reply.
"You doing okay in there?"
Not really. You were curled up on the toilet lid, knees pressed to your stomach. "You can come in, I guess," you sighed, knowing he wouldn't stop pestering you anyway.
"Hey." Sirius was suddenly crouched in front of you, his hands landing on your thighs as he squeezed them reassuringly. "Hey," he whispered, his voice gentler. "What's wrong?"
Your eyes watered at his obvious care and you fell into his now outstretched arms, burying your head into his jacket. "Shhh," Sirius whispered, tightening his hold on you when you let out a heartbreaking sob. "Oh, sweetheart, it's okay." He continued to let out soft comforts until your crying subsided and you lay in an exhausted heap by his legs.
Resting your head on his shoulder, you watched as he grasped your hand and squeezed in tightly, setting your interlocked hands in his lap. "Why'd you run off, hm?" He asked kindly.
You shrugged, then hesitated. "Dunno," you mumbled under your breath. "I think I just don't really like when other people talk about you and how much they like you." You let out a breath you didn't know you had been holding.
Sirius looked at you, his features softening at your confession. "Honey," he cooed, turning to you to hold your cheeks in his hands, "you know I'm never going to get with any of them, right?"
You gave him a not very assuring nod.
He gathered you in his arms, bringing you towards his chest. "Lovely girl," he murmured, his breath hot against your temple, "I only want you. You got that?"
"Really?" Sirius thought you looked adorable, your gaze imploring as you searched his face.
"Yes, really."
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SIRIUS BLACK | 01:27 โคHIS FAVOURITE NEIGHBOUR
SUM : because of his ambition for music, sirius drives many of his neighbours to near madness until they eventually move away and then you move in...
G. : modern au ; muggle au ; rising rockstar sirius ; rising rockstar marauders ; neighbours au ; fluff
LENGTH : 0.8k
Sirius has gone through his fair share of neighbours and he canโt blame them; in his pursuit of music with the Marauders, his electric guitar has helped drive them away sooner than their contract ends. He has yet to maintain any pleasant interactions with his neighbours, all of the ones heโs had have been decent at first meeting but thatโs usually when heโs greeted to welcome them into their new home, simple pleasantries. Itโs a few days into living beside him that complaints start.ย
It doesnโt bother him too much, seeing as they never stay long enough or were pleasant enough to be around for Sirius to befriend them but it was still a shame.ย
And once again, the cycle restarts.ย
โOh hey,โ Sirius greets with his usual boyish grin, devilish and delinquent, โso youโre going to be my new neighbour, huh?โ
โYup,โ you smile, setting down some of your final few boxes to outstretch a hand, โIโm (Y/N), itโs nice to meet youโฆโ
Sirius shakes your hand with a smile, โSirius Black at your service,โ he brings your knuckles to his lips and winks playfully as you giggle, โnice to meet you too,โ he greets, disguising his internal grimace with some light humour; the thought that you may not be as sweet to him in just a few days from now brings a sour taste to his mouth. Itโs a shame, because youโre super cute.ย
โSiriusโฆโ you try saying his name with a growing smile on your face, โlike the star?โ Sirius nods with a shrug as you smile, โCool name,โ
โThanks,โ just as youโre about to pick up your boxes again, Sirius breaks the ice, โlisten, I just wanted to warn you about something,โ he uncharacteristically rubs the back of his neck with a hand, looking troubled as you raise a brow.ย
โWhat is it?โ
โIโm a guitarist, I play the electric guitar, actually,โ you smile, originally cautious but already understanding where he was going, โso I would play often and it gets loud, just some fair warning,โ
โI see, thank you for letting me know,โ you nod thankfully, smiling and pick up your boxes again.ย
โIโll play only at reasonable times, I promise,โ
โIโll hold you to that,โ you nod thankfully to him once more and go about moving in your things again, leaving Sirius to flash a bitter smile before making his way into his own home. Youโre pleasant now but heโs sure you wonโt stay sweet and adorable for long, you wouldnโt be the firstโฆ
Weeks pass and not a single complaint.ย
Sirius was ecstatic. Not a single fucking complaint! Youโre a saint, always greeting him with your usual smile whenever you two catch each other and he gushes about you endlessly to the boys.ย
โShe hasnโt complained once!โ Sirius sighs with relief and connects his guitar to the amplifier, lowering the volume just slightly; heโs willing to be more courteous since youโre so understanding and pleasant, โwhat an angel,โ he says more to himself than the boys as they share a look between one another.ย
โThisโll be the first time weโre practicing together though,โ James reminds him as they settle behind their instruments, โthis will definitely test her understanding,โ he chuckles as Sirius bites his lip nervously. You were so perfect, he doesnโt want to see you go now. Not only do you not seem to mind the music but youโve treated him to home baked goods every saturday too and he doesnโt want it to ever end; your cookies are unbeatable!
โCome on guysโฆโ he starts but is cut off by James practicing his part of the drums, Remus soon joining him on bass with a sympathetic smile and Peter follows with the keyboard.ย
Muscle memory persuades Sirius to eventually join, playing only a few minutes more before heโs stopping everyone and forcefully lowering the volumes on Remusโs amplifier, on Peterโs keyboard and warning James to ease up on the drums or so help himโฆ
โAlright alright, jeez, I just wanted to make sure this girl was the right oneโฆ.โ he pouts like a scolded child and the group continues to play with considerably lowered volumes. It was so far reduced that they were easily interrupted by a loud banging on the wall you shared with Sirius.ย
As soon as they stop, they hear you shout through, โTURN THAT SHIT UP! THIS IS MY TYPEโA MUSIC!โ
Everyone laughs, Sirius with the most relief, throwing his head back and they all make the proper adjustments.ย
โLucky,โ Peter sighs with a pout, โI wish my neighbours were like her,โย
โDonโt we all?โ Remus agrees with a nod.ย
โLooks like sheโs as perfect as you said, Pads,โ James teases.ย
โYou should try her cookies,โ Sirius winks, โtheyโre to die for,โ
โLucky bastard,โ someone whispers and Sirius just laughs.ย
PART TWO
A/N : i love rockstar sirius but what was his life like before all the fame? and then this timestamp came to be! i hope you enjoyed the reads, lovelies!
TAGLIST : @melinajenkins ; @astonishment ; @until-i-found-you ; @goodoldfashionedluvergirl ; @tiensmamains
NAVI.
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๐จ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ~ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ค ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ โง
๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ: ๐๐๐
๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ฒ: ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ซ, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ค, ๐๐ง ๐๐ฑ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ.
๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐๐ซ๐๐๐, ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ ๐๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐?
๐/๐ง: ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ค๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐ซ๐
โโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: *.โฝ .* :โ๏พ. โโโโโโโ
The venue was packed to the brim with fans waiting to enter and watch the battle of their favourite bands. You had taken a reserved spot at the back of the building, giving you easy access to bypass the crowd. You made your way inside through the back door, winding through swarms of musicians and crew members hurriedly preparing for their time to shine on stage. Your eyes scanned the room, looking for the subject of tonightโs interview: Sirius Black.
You eventually spotted the door you were looking for, labelled with the bandโs name. You knocked without hesitation, waiting patiently for someone to answer the door.ย
โWho is it?โ A man inside shouted.
โY/n L/n!โ You answered back, crossing your arms.
You heard hurried footsteps thumping towards the door before it swung open, revealing the very man you were looking for. He leaned on the door frame, a cigarette hanging between his lips. He plucked it out of his mouth, leaning his head back to blow the smoke upwards.
โTo what do I owe the pleasure of Miss L/n herself?โ He spoke, a cocky smirk spreading across his lips.
โDid your manager not let you know that he had scheduled an interview for you?โ You questioned, stepping past him and entering the dressing room.
โMy manager? Oh, that guy. We fired him weeks ago.โ
โOh. Well we scheduled it last month, and I paid for this, so.โ You stated, pulling your notepad and tape recorder out of your bag.
He shut the door, following you inside. โYou paid to talk to me? Well, Iโm honoured.โ
โItโs my job. And youโre hot shit right now. Anyone would be stupid to pass up an opportunity like this.โ You settled on one of the leather couches, setting your tape recorder down on the coffee table next to an ashtray full of extinguished cigarettes.
Sirius grinned with pride, taking the seat directly across from you. โI guess I am pretty hot. So are you.โ
โThatโs not what I meant.โ You defended, flipping your notepad open to an empty page.
โBut itโs what I meant.โ He took another drag from his cigarette, this time not bothering to blow it away from your face. From the look on his face, it seemed like pushing your buttons was bringing him great pleasure. After a moment, he continued. โAlright, Iโll play nicely. Go ahead and ask your little questions.โ
You nodded, clearing your throat and starting the recording. โAs you know, Iโve already interviewed your bandmates before, so todayโs questions will really focus on you. My first question is about the latest album you guys put out. What was the inspiration behind it?โ
Sirius leaned back in his seat, resting an arm on the back of the sofa. โI mean, at first we were just fucking around, Writing random shit, as you can probably tell. Some of the songs were purely nonsense. Later in the album is when the lyrics actually mean something. Itโs really just about life. Ups and downs, highs and lows. Things that weโve experienced in our lives, things that we want out of life. We did a lot of collaborating on the lyrics for this one. Usually Remus and I take the lead with the songwriting.โ
You jotted down his response, nodding along with his words. โWhat song would you say is your favourite on the album, and why?โ
โIf I had to pick, I love Midnight Melody. It literally came to me one night while I was sleeping, and I woke up and wrote it right away. Itโs really about reminiscing on past relationships, which is pretty obvious. Iโm not the best at hiding messages between the lines, so theyโre pretty blatant.โ
You continued to conduct the interview, asking him more about what he has planned for the future and other things about his music. Towards the end of the interview, he had succeeded in loosening you up, even sharing a laugh with you a few times.
โYouโve got quite the reputation, Sirius. Whatโs the wildest thing youโve done?โ You questioned, leaning in with anticipation.
Sirius chuckled, also leaning forward to lock eyes with you. โOh, darling, you donโt want to know. Iโm sure you know that some stories are better left untold.โ His voice was low yet confident, sending chills down your spine.ย
โCome on, Sirius. Iโm sure everyone is dying to know.โ You responded with a sly smile, hoping that heโd give in.
He shook his head, putting his cigarette out in the crystal ashtray between the two of you. โThatโs all youโll get out of me for today, Y/n. If you want more information, youโll have to come see me after the show. Without the recorder.โ
The tension in the air was suffocating, and his fixated gaze on you was making it hard to say no. Especially when he kept glancing down at your lips as he awaited your answer.
โI might just take you up on that offer.โ You spoke after a moment, shutting off the recorder.
His grin widened as he watched you pack your things into your bag, heading for the door. He caught your wrist, drawing you back to him. โIโll be waiting for you, Y/n. Right here, after the show.โ
In the moment the interview felt so far behind you, as if it was a distant memory. Right now, all you could focus on was the way he was looking down at you, a glint of lust in his eyes.
โIโll be here. Just make sure your bandmates aren't.โย
โOh, Iโll make sure of it, sweetheart. And look.โ He let go of your wrist, gesturing to the doorknob. โLucky for us, the door locks.โ
โโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: *.โฝ .* :โ๏พ. โโโโโโโ
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Hey, love your work. Sooo, I was thinking, if it's ok, more actress reader and rockstar Sirius. Please, please, please. I'm obsess.
ty for ur request!! rockstar!sirius x actress!reader
You're listening to Sirius' new song โit's all you listen to, at this pointโ and don't hear the knock at your trailer door.ย
There's nothing to do but wait until you're needed again at costuming for more measurements, so you've sequestered yourself away to miss your boyfriend in private. Nails in front of you, you're humming the right words to the wrong verse, pushing your cuticles back with your thumb nail and wishing Sirius were here to tell you off.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to do that?" he asks over your shoulder, the smell of his perfume sudden and heavy in your nose. He sounds pleased despite his scolding. "You'll be in so much trouble with makeup."ย
You bolt to your feet. One moment you're looking at him, the next you're throwing your arms around his shoulders, the silly foldout chair you'd been lounging in collapsing to the trailer floor with a thump.ย
"When did you get here?" you ask, practically shouting in his ear, your enthusiasm jolting him one side to another.ย
"You know I'm around," he says, which means, I came straight here.ย
"I missed you so much," you say, still happy, but with that desperate loneliness that pervades whenever he's gone.ย
You pull away to check he's real, and he is, and he's handsome, skin tanned by the eastern European sunshine, a golden nose ring glinting in the light. Stubble scratches your hands as you stroke his cheeks, your top lip as you lean up for a loving peck.
"You're really here," you say, stroking his hair behind his ears.ย
Sirius laughs and pulls your hands off of him, holding them tight in his, "Alright, don't smother me," he says, not without love. "You have very cold hands."ย
"You're meant to be holding them," you croon.ย
Sirius takes you in. You preen like a bird having combed all her feathers, knowing the genre of what he might say before he so much as parts his pretty lips. "You look beautiful, my love."ย
Cheesy from any other mouth, you flush at his praise and pull him closer to you, your stomachs touching, your chests angled apart.ย
He's been touring and you've been working; it's been a good long while since you got to hold his hand. He tries to come home to you as often as he can while you fly out city to city chasing him whenever you aren't contracted, but nothing feels as good as this โhe's home. At least for a few months.
"I missed you," he says gently. "I know you already know that, but I really missed you." Sirius steals his hands away to wrap arms around your shoulders, face pressed to the top of your head. "I missed you. Missed you so much."ย
Your face fits nicely under his. Sirius might not believe in fate โit wasn't luck that sent you what must have amounted to thousands upon thousands of flowers, a bouquet every day for weeks, nor was it luck that had your thank you notes turning to love letters, the best of which he keeps in his jacket pocketโ but you do, you have to, because you fit together perfectly.ย
"I missed you, too," you murmur.ย
"Can we run away, yet?" he asks.ย
"Maybe after reshoots, handsome."ย
Sirius takes your face into his hand and lays a heavy kiss on your lips. You squeeze your eyes closed, giggling as his kiss grows heated, insistent at the seam of your lips. You let him deepen the kiss but lean back in the circle of his arms at the pressure, pushed by his enthusiasm into the vanity behind you.ย
Bottles and brushes and things collapse. You laugh and break away from his kissing, peering over your shoulder at the mess you've made.ย
"It always looks like after an earthquake when you come to see me," you say, so in love that it sounds like a good thing.ย
Sirius kisses under your jaw firmly, the pendant hanging from his neck ghosting against your chest with his movement. "Won't matter if I make some more mess then, will it?" he asks between soft kisses.ย
"Just don't give me any bruises," you say as he mouths downward, weaving your fingers into his hair.ย
"Your makeup girls can cover it."ย
"But it's embarrassing," you laugh, tickled by his hand as it slides up the inside of your thigh. He squeezes the softness there greedily.ย
Sirius peels away, looking down at you like you've just spun silver in your bare hands. He wrote about it once, a song they never made, how the sound of you laughing from two rooms over made him feel homesick. How having you in arms reach was the only thing he really needed.ย
He looks reverential. You relent. "They can probably cover it," you say softly.ย
Sirius grins as he dives for your neck, another round of giddy laughter dying on your lips as he promises to show you how much he missed you.
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hii, same anon who requested art deco and too many nights, could you PLEASE for the love of the marauders, write a:
rockstar!sirius black with phone sex?
prompt no. 12: "use your words"
like he's about to go onstage and reader calls him and starts being annoyed because she can't cum by herself anymore, so sirius helps her get off BY A PHONE CALL?!?!?
also i love you please marry me
anon i swear to fucking god you're trying to kill me ๐ญ๐
send me the fucking time, date and address. i'm coming to put that ring on your finger.
the hills;
pairing- rockstar!sirius black x reader
warning(s)- 18+ content, drinking.
a/n- really proud of the banner. also edited the request a bit hope you don't mind.
ps- sirius black marry me challenge
prompt- phone sex + 'use your words.'
masterlist
kinkotober rules
kinkotober masterlist
i only love it when you touch me, not feel me
the scent of the soap messes with your senses, the warm water surrounding your shaking body with a sense of comfort. you bite your lip, drowning the glass of wine down your throat. your head floated into clouds of fantasy, as your hand subconsciously travelled between your legs as endless edits of your friend popped on your for you page.
it was nothing unknown, everyone knew sirius black was walking sex, enthralled with his good humor, looks and charms, he could get into the pants into anyone he wanted. there was something about him that oozed seduction, and it didn't matter how wrong it felt as your finger struck slow movements on your clit. the lust that bloomed in your heart killed the bubbling hotness of guilt.
he was your friend. just a friend?
you gulped, drowning the rest of your wine down you throat. you closed your eyes, slowly leaving heavy breaths, your chest heaving as you circled your finger around your clit. it was a tingling feeling, as your brain flashed the flashbacks of the time you'd first met him. the first time you'd heard his voice which had almost made you fucking swoon. the first time he'd hugged you. the flashbacks of his rough calloused fingers roaming around your body the time you'd hooked up. the way his cock rutted into you, a contrast to the way his alcohol soaked voice had muttered slow and sensual words of encouragement to cum around his cock.
'fuck...' you breathed, a desperation in your head to hear his voice. your finger scrolled through your contacts, searching for his number. his band was on tour, for their new album, 'constellations'. you knew that, but it didn't matter. the need for your orgasm which wanted to burst out out of your body surged through you.
sirius' voice boomed through the phone, soaking you with a surge of hotness, your heart throbbing violently against your ribcage.
'shi-sirius-' you breathed into the line, your finger rubbing faster still onto your slit. he stopped speaking. a noisy silence echoed, the rippling of water from your end, and booming music from the other end. you mumbled incoherent words, your breathing jagged.
there was something in his voice as he spoke next, a demand of domination echoing into your eardrums his voice rasping out,
'use your words.'
teary eyed, you rammed your finger into your throbbing cunt, your voice breaking as you spoke,
'needa cum,'
'oh?' his voice vibrated through the phone line, a darkness of euphoria as his voice split into your eardrums,
'is my baby so dumb? she can't cum by herself?' he questioned rhetorically, to which you nodded your head, your fingers curling into your sweet spot simultaneously.
'shove your fingers into that needy pretty cunt m'love,' you breathed hot and heavy into the line, your orgasm so on the edge, bubbling with fiery.
'rub your fucking clit,' he demanded, as you moaned, doing as you were told. your fingers rubbed over your throbbing pussy the way he instructed, as the coil of pleasure ravaged you from inside.
'yes-yes sirius,' you squeaked at receiver. your head hit back on the cold ceramic of the bathtub, as you bit your lip,
'cum, cum for me my love,' he crooned, and that was all it took for your walls to clench around your fingers, your orgasm to break through you, ravaging you from inside. you breathed heavy on the line, muttering a chant of his name and thank yous.
'i'm gonna fuck you into oblivion when i see you.' he groaned into the phone, as hotness blazed your cheeks, as the promiscuousness of the situation crawled down upon you.
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I went to see Ben Barnes for his concert in Brussels and I can tell you all : this is real, that's the Sirius Black in a band fantasy I saw it.
(it was incredible he's so sweet and charming and all the people in the band are amazing too)
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You said you'd stay with us (you swore you'd still be you)
absinthe makes the heart grow fonder - series masterlist here
pairing: poly marauders x reader (gender neutral)
length: 1.5k
genre: rockstar au !! fluff, hurt/comfort
warnings: drummer reader, some real 'where does the performance end and you begin' vibes, reader smokes, it's inferred that they're also drinking, y'all will have to pry bestie peter from my cold dead hands
a/n: oh uuuuuh more pining more yearning more I'm in love with you but I'm too afraid to make it real. like what if you were all in a band and you were all in love and you were all too scared of fucking it all up to say anything
"You're looking awful glum tonight," James points out as he leans against the railing of the balcony you're on. He doesn't reprimand you for sitting on the railing, but he does frown as he glances down to where the ground is, inching closer to you to place a firm hand on your thigh.
"I called the car around - I'm going back to the hotel. You can let the others know if they notice," you respond in a sigh, the smoke leaving your lungs on the exhale as you bring your cigarette to your lips for another drag.
"โฆAre you sober right now, love?" James asks, eyeing you carefully. You look at him bemusedly.
"You think I came to a party after our show andโฆ didn't have a single drink?"
"Wellโฆ" he says carefully. You narrow your eyes and James grips your thigh a little tighter - a plead for you to hear him out. "You weren't exactly the life of the party tonight, lovely. You disappeared pretty quick. If you have been drinking, that means you've been doing it out here - alone, sitting very precariously on a very high balcony, with no one looking out for you." You've stopped looking at him, keeping your eyes trained on the expansive driveway out front of whoever's house this is. When you see your car pull up, you put out your cigarette easily on the railing before sliding off of it, letting James keep a hand firmly on you, sliding from your thigh up to your waist.
"I don't need a babysitter, James," you say bluntly, but you can't help but soften a bit at the wide, sad eyes he gives you, his bottom lip jutting out slightly. You wonder idly if he realizes he looks at you so often like he's a puppy you've just kicked. "I'll see you tomorrow for rehearsals," you offer gently before you slip away.
In the safety of the backseat of your car, tinted windows blocking out the gaze of the outside world, you let your head lean back against the seat, sighing and closing your eyes as you rub at your temples. The relief is short-lived, however, as the car door is pulled open and James slides into the seat next to you, grinning despite the glare you sent him.
"Didn't really think I'd let you go sit at the hotel sulking all night, did you?" He quips. You bristle.
"I don't sulk," you huff. His smile widens as the car pulls away.
"Sure you don't, sweetheart." He throws an arm around your shoulders and you let him, sighing as you lean against him, resting your head against his chest. "You wanna tell me what's going on?" He asks gently.
"Nothing," is your quick reply. He hums thoughtfully, running a hand through your hair gently.
"Wanna try again?" He's still gentle, a patience seeping from him into you that lulls you as you relax further against him.
"It's just a lot sometimes. I'm tired is all," you admit. James presses a kiss to the crown of your head and your heart does something funny in your chest.
"You're allowed to take a break every now and then, love," he offers. You tense.
"I don't need -"
"No, but you still can," he placates, smoothing his hand over the back of your head as he silently coaxes you into relaxing once more. "I know you don't need to. God knows you'll run on fumes forever and never say a thing about it. But you don't need to - not here, not with us."
James, in all his mother-hen nature, continues to reprimand you in that gentle, caring way of his all the way up to your hotel room, only stopping when you shut yourself in the bathroom and turn the tap on so that you can't hear him. By the time you come out in clothes that are decidedly much more comfortable than what you'd been wearing at the party, he's lounging in your bed and flipping idly through TV channels.
"Oh, sure, make yourself at home," you quip as you flop onto the bed next to him, leaning against the headboard. James grins in that beaming way that he's so fond of, turning the TV volume down to a low, background hum.
"Thanks, love." You scoff at his words.
"Are you planning on staying here all night?" You ask wearily. He pretends to think about it.
"What will you do if I leave?" You shrug, sliding further down in bed and crossing your arms. James opens his mouth to speak and you know he's going to say something about you sulking, so you make a point to wack him with a pillow before he can. He laughs good-naturedly about it, though, so you're not so sure what you've accomplished.
Fortunately, or rather unfortunately, you don't have time to ponder it further before your hotel room door is swinging open and Sirius is flouncing into the room, Remus trailing in after him. You sigh and look at Remus imploringly, but he only shrugs, leaning towards you to squeeze your shoulder in what you're sure is supposed to be comforting before he settles in the armchair next to the bed. Sirius, on the other hand, takes to flopping directly across the bottom of the bed, landing on James's legs and causing some sort of friendly tussle between the two of them.
"This is actually my hotel room, you know," you point out dryly. "How did you even get in here?"
"You gave Peter your spare key," Remus points out.
"Peter doesn't come in unannounced," you shoot back. Sirius and James stop whatever roughhousing they're caught up in so that Sirius can lean over and press a sweaty kiss to your cheek. You click your tongue in annoyance and hope it hides the way your heart flips.
"Cheer up, doll," Sirius says, unperturbed by your scowl. "What were you playing at, anyway? Leaving without telling any of us and thinking we wouldn't notice? Like we wouldn't miss our favourite drummer." You shoot James a look that says you shouldn't have told them and he smiles disarmingly.
"Just because I'm staying in tonight doesn't mean you all have to - and I'm your only drummer, Sirius, in case you've forgotten," you say icily. Sirius smiles, but it's more honest than you're used to, and he reaches across James to smooth a thumb over your cheek quickly before pulling back.
"Could never forget you, love. Not even if I tried." You stare at him, his tone heavier than normal, as Remus shifts and clears his throat.
"Anyway, doveโฆ we just want to make sure you're alright, yea?" He says, and you exhale a breath you didn't know you were holding as the tension dissipates.ย
"Everything's fine," you say stubbornly. "I just didn't really feel like being there tonight."
"Well, we can see that," James chimes in. "But you always go to these things. You -"
"I know, I know, ok? I won't - it won't happen like that again, all right?" You huff. "I won't leave like that."
"No, see, I'm not sure you're understanding what Jamie's saying, love," Sirius says, the softness in his voice making your heart drop. It takes a lot for Sirius to be gentle, and he only does it when he thinks he really needs it. "What we're saying is that you don't have to. Pete never goes to the parties - we haven't kicked him out of the band yet, have we?"
"But that's different," you sigh, sitting up straighter. "Pete and Iโฆ are different kinds of performers. You know that." Remus leans forward in his chair to put a hand on your knee and you will yourself not to flinch at the contact, not to shy away from the kindness in his eyes that you know he reserves for the people he really loves.
"You don't have to perform here, love," Remus says gently. "You don't have to do that. Not here, not when it's just us." Your bottom lip trembles and you bunch the covers of the bed in your hands.
"Sometimes I think, for you lot, this life is funโฆ and for me, it's still work. I just can't make myself see it the way you guys do."
"But that's what we're here for," James offers, his voice kind. "Let us help you out. We decided to do this together for a reason, right? You decided to stick with us for a reason."
"Iโฆ I did, yea," you say.
"Yea," Sirius repeats. "So let us be here, alright?" Remus rubs his thumb across your knee as the other two look at you expectantly. You smile, a terse, small sort of thing - but it works nonetheless.
"Alright," you sigh. "Together, then."
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I did a bit on rockstar!sirius black on this ask for my 300 celebration and was wondering if anyone had any requests for him?? if you do send them into my inbox <3
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Don't deny it
Pairing: Rockstar!Sirius Black x fem!reader
Summary: Rockstar!Sirius keeps denying your relationship and you finally have enough
Warnings: angst, fluff, use of pet names, use of y/n, swear words, mentions of head injury, happy ending ofc
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You thought, that you've been just imagining it, but as you hear Sirius getting interviewed now, you know, you haven't.
Sirius has been keeping your relationship secret. Like everytime he got interviewed in the last few months, he played it like he was single. No mentions of a girlfriend, meaning no mentions of you.
Like you get it, that the band is really famous and that mentioning your name would kind of make your life a bit more difficult. With less privacy and everything.
But he doesn't have to say your name, he could just admit having a girlfriend. No need to go into details.
And you think, you've finally had enough when you hear him reply to the reporter's question.
"So my last question is for all of the fangirls, is Sirius Black taken?" the reporter chuckles as she asks it.
You hear Sirius laugh too," taken? No, I'm definitely not taken. Still very single, sadly."
You hear him laugh some more, before you turn the interview off. You feel like the dumbest fool.
Obviously, Sirius is too embarrassed of you to even admit he's dating anybody, there can't be any other reason.
And you've definitely had enough of it. Everytime he denies your relationship, you feel like your heart is being ripped out of your chest and stumped on.
You can't go on like this. You don't want to hurt like this anymore. You can't keep hoping that one day, he's going to admit having a girlfriend. You just can't, it pains you too much.
So with that, you decide to ignore Sirius, hoping he'll understand, that you don't want to see him ever again. You know, he shouldn't be home for at least 2 weeks, so hopefully by the time he comes home, you'll move on (too optimistic).
You stop responding to his texts, answering his phone and eventually, you even turn off your phone. You don't give him any explanation, you don't think he deserves one.
Sirius on the other hand is going crazy with worries just after a few hours of radio silence from you. He even calls your best friend to find out if you're okay. Apparently, you are, but you friend refuses to tell him anything more and just hangs up on him.
That doesn't ease his worries at all. He rakes his mind for an answer to what's he done? But nothing comes to his mind.
He tries to contact you again and again, but still, no response. You don't respond even when James or Remus try. So Sirius starts to loose his mind over you.
But he can't leave to go to you, no matter how much he wants to. The band is in the middle of finishing the new album, so he can't just bail on them. He tried it and got yelled by the management pretty badly. Threatening of getting let go by their label if he just leaves.
Sirius becomes completely useless at the studio and the band rehearsals, messing up everything, because his mind is stuck on you.
"Please sweetheart, pick up, please" Sirius whispers brokenly as he once again tries to call you.
You don't pick up and the phone call ends. Sirius throws his phone across the room from the frustration. He slumps onto a sofa and puts his head into his hands in defeat.
He sits there with tears freely running down his cheeks. It's a heartbreaking sight, seeing him so hopeless.
James and Remus find him like that and immediately know, that they have to push him to go see you.
"Go, " James tells him.
"What?" Sirius looks up confused, eyes red.
"Go after her," Remus adds encouragingly.
"But the label....I can't....they'll cut us off-"
"Doesn't matter, we'll just find some other label, there's plenty of them, that want us," James says, maybe a little smugly at the fact, that are are many labels that would kill to have The Marauders.
Sirius looks at them unsurely, "are you guys sure?"
James and Remus groan in frustration, "fucking hell, will you just get out of here, please?" James tells him.
Both Sirius and Remus chuckle, and Sirius quickly gets up. He comes up to the boys and hugs them tightly, squeezing them almost death, until they are pushing him away.
Sirius basically sprints out of the studio. He just grabs all the essentials and runs to the airport. One of the benefits of being famous is the private plane, which he happily uses on his way to you. He gets home in a record time.
The walk through the halls towards your apartment is very nerve-wracking. Sirius doesn't know what to expect, but he certainly doesn't expect all of his stuff, that he's left at your apartment to be sitting outside waiting for him.
"Shit," he curses under his breath and runs a trembling hand through his hair. He can't believe this is happening. He hopes it isn't. He hopes, it's just a nightmare, that he'll soon wake up from. He can't just loose you, he won't survive it, he's sure of that.
Sirius checks under the rug for the spare key and as expected, it isn't there. So Sirius just knocks.
No answer.
He tries again, because he knows you're inside, he can hear the shuffling of things.
"Y/N, please it's me, please open. I-I....can we please talk?" Sirius begs and begs, but you're too stubborn for your own good, you've always been like that, so you don't open.
He knocks and begs, until the neighbours are threatening to call the police on him. Sirius, defeated, sits down with his back to your door.
"Please, love, c-can we just talk?" his tired voice still doesn't break you, but Sirius doesn't give up, " okay, it's okay. I'll wait 'till, you're ready."
And he means it. He makes himself as comfortable as he can on the floor, intending to stay there however long it takes.
You, on the other hand, put on your headphones to ignore Sirius pleads and knocking. You just can't see him right now or anytime soon, your heart is too broken for that.
Even if one part of you wishes to see him and hug him, your body craves the comfort of him. But the rational part of you knows, that'd be too bad for you.
Sirius keeps hiding you and you keep hurting, you can't go on like this, not anymore.
You go to sleep, full of raw emotions, and even if sleep doesn't come easily, eventually you drift off.
In the morning, you wake up just as tired as you were, when you went to bed. And when you open your fridge, you realise, you don't even have anything to eat for breakfast.
You groan internally, you don't feel like going out of your apartment, like at all, but you have to, you can't go on without food.
You put on your most incognito clothes, hoping that you won't meet anyone you know, especially Sirius.
And as you open your door, they suddenly slam wide open, because of some weight pushing against it front the outside.
Said weight, you realise, is Sirius. You yelp in shock, when you see him and look at him bewildered.
Sirius wakes up with a groan. He wasn't thinking of you opening the door, when he first leaned against it. Now he kind of regrets it, as his entire head hurts from hitting it on the floor.
"What the fuck, Sirius?" you whisperย yell, you would yell loudly, if it wasn't so early in the morning.
Sirius, upon realising that he can finally see you, stands up quickly. That isn't the best idea though, because his head starts to spin.
"Sweetheart, i-"
"Don't sweetheart me, Sirius. What the hell are you doing here? Have you been here since yesterday?" you question, angrily. You notice, that Sirius looks just as bad as you. Huge eye bags under his eyes, hair dishevelled like crazy.
"Yeah, I told, I'd wait until you were ready to talk," he just replies, giving you a small, hesitant smile.
You don't know, what to say. Your head is full of emotions and you can't decide, which ones are right and which ones aren't.
While you are thinking of what to say to him and glaring at him at the same time, Sirius head starts to spin badly.
"I think, I'm going to pass out," Sirius quickly tells you as he almost tumbles on the ground.
You, without thinking, catch him by the arms.
"W-what's wrong?" you ask a little scared. You find Sirius at your door and suddenly, he's passing out?
"I hit my head..." he mumbles out and hisses as he touches the back of his head.
You sigh, "fuck, okay, c'mon." You help him to your couch and swiftly go to retrieve some ice pack for his head and some water.
You put the ice pack at the back of his head and Sirius winces some more. "Sorry," you whisper.
"It's okay-....I- thank you, sweetheart." Sirius calls you 'sweetheart' again and you want to slap yourself for feeling the butterflies.
You quickly go to the kitchen, so he doesn't see the redness at your cheeks. "Shit," you whisper to yourself, "what am I going to do?"
You've wanted to stay away from Sirius as far away as possible and now he is in your apartment? You don't know if you want to run away, punch him in the face or kiss him stupid.
You stay as long as you can in the kitchen, basically just hiding away from Sirius and you complete forgot about your intention of going to the shop.
Sirius is unusually quiet, so after a longer while you gather all the courage you can to face him, only to find him fast asleep.
You sigh at the sight of his peaceful, asleep face, you quickly throw a blanket over him (before you can think it through) and head out to actually get something to eat, 'cause you're starving.
When you come back, Sirius wakes up at your arrival.
"H-hi, "he says with a groggy, sleepy voice. He smiles at you like nothing has happened, like everything is normal and it makes you suddenly so so angry.
You drop your grocery bags on the ground and quietly, but sternly ask, "you are embarrassed of me, that's why, right?"
Sirius is quickly woken up from his half asleep state by your mad voice and baffles," e-embarrassed? What? Of course, I'm not."
"Yes, you are," you say exasperatedly, you can feel, that your eyes are filling with tears, " you are!"
Sirius stands up slowly, but steadily and comes closer to you, not entirely close, he still wants to give you some space. "I could never be embarrassed of you, y/n, never."
"Then why?" you ask desperately as one tear rolls down your cheek, Sirius's hand itches to wipe it away.
"Why what? I don't understand," Sirius begs for explanation, while he rakes his mind for an answer to his question as well.
"Y-you keep pretending like I don't even exist, like you don't want me!" you try to suppress the little sob, that escapes your mouth. Sirius wants to fucking beat himself up for making you cry, even if he doesn't really know the reason why yet.
"What do you mean?" Sirius asks stupidly and you sob again.
"What? What? What? The fucking interviews Sirius, I mean them," you pretty much yell it to him, the frustration being too much for you.
Sirius finally understands and the realisation hits him like a crushing wave. He didn't know you were feeling this way about them," why didn't you say anything? I thought, you were okay with keeping our relationship private."
"Private yes, but not to the point you are literally chuckling and saying how incredibly single you are," you argue," that's just wrong. But if you want to be single so badly, i won't fight against it."
"No," Sirius blurts out instantly, " I don't want to be single."
"Then what do you want?" you sniffle.
"You. Just only you, nobody else," Sirius is trying to catch your gaze, but you refuse to look at him, "sweetheart, please look at me."
You hesitate, but eventually you look at him. You notice, that tears aren't only on your face.
"Have you been feeling like this for a long time?" Sirius questions and you nod, he curses under his breath.
"I'm so sorry, i didn't notice. Shit, I'm such an idiot, " he starts and without thinking he takes a few steps closer to you," I'm sorry, angel. If I knew, you were feeling this way, I would have never ever continued denying our relationship. Fuck, It was killing me to stay quiet about us, I wanted to tell them everything about you. Please believe me."
You stay quiet and your sobs slowly start to go away. Sirius waits for you to say something, anything really.
"N-not everything please," you whisper. You can't stay mad at your Sirius long, even if you'd really want to sometimes. It's just not possible to be angry with him, especially when he loves you so much.
"What was that?" Sirius doesn't catch it.
"Don't tell them everything about me please," you tell him as you, after a few days, smile. Truly smile.
Sirius takes it as a permission to finally touch you. He has you in his arms in a matter of seconds, squeezing you oh so tightly, while he laughs happily.
"Does this mean, t-that I am forgiven?" he asks you unsurely, as he reluctantly eases you out of his tight embrace.
"Maybe," you grin at him
"Maybe? What do I have to do to get a yes, huh lovely?" Sirius softly asks, he takes your cheeks into his hands and gently wipes the tears away.
"You could kiss me, you know," you say with a sheepish smile. You look too cute, cheeks red and puffy, for Sirius to say no to you. As if he would every deny you a kiss or anything else for that matter.
He instantly leans it and kisses you, it's soft and maybe a little desperate kiss, but it doesn't matter to you or him.
You let him kiss you as long as you manage without breathing, even if you know there're still things to talk about. You'll talk about it, just later, after you get enough kisses.
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The loud bass of the music rumbled through the floor of the venue as you made it past the age line and into The Charmed Chalice: a well known club located in the streets of the magical district in London. The young witch behind you had not been so lucky, as she had been stopped by the magical barrier for being underaged.ย
โJust let me in, please! Iโm a big fan!โ She shouted, but her plea was quickly declined by the bouncer that escorted her off of the property.ย
โIโd hate to be her.โ Your friend, Lily Evans, chimed in. โYou have no idea how excited I am! They arenโt a big famous band, but theyโre amazing. Well, Iโve only heard that theyโre amazing. And Iโve seen their photos. Have you seen that guitarist with the glasses? Heโs dreamy.โย
โIโve seen him, Lils. I think the bass guitarist with the long hair is cuter, though.โ You grinned, squeezing through the crowd to get to the front, nearest to the stage, despite the protests of a few girls attempting to get the best view.
โI do believe it, truly. I mean, you did fancy Regulus Black in seventh year.โ She nudged you with her elbow, earning a scoff from you in return.ย
โI did not!โ You crossed your arms. โI just thought he was a bit handsome, thatโs all.โย
โOh, is that so?โ She snickered, before being cut off by someone tapping on the microphone.ย
That someone was James Potter, lead vocalist and rhythm guitarist of Eclipse of Sound, who you watched in anticipation. โThank you everyone for coming out. I wonโt waste anymore time since weโre already quite late, so uh, yeah. Enjoy!โ He smiled broadly, looking back at the drummer, Peter.
Peter counted the band in with his drumsticks, beginning the song. The crowd was in awe at the talent of the four men on stage. You moved your gaze from Peter over to the bass guitarist, Remus. He strummed the bass with ease, his fingers gliding across the strings.
Lastly, your eyes ended up on the lead guitarist. You were caught off guard when you looked up from his guitar to his face, only to find that he was looking right at you. He grinned, giving you a cocky wink before looking at the rest of the crowd again.
You found yourself unable to stop staring at him, eyes shifting between both his face and his hands, strumming expertly at the strings of his electric guitar. Him being his smug self, had most definitely noticed your gawking, which only fueled his performance and his ego.ย
At the end of the performance, the crowd was cheering and Lily was clapping excitedly. โThey were amazing, donโt you think? The singer was looking at me, I swear.โย
Before you could respond, James hopped off the stage, right in between the two of you. โJames Potter.โ He offered a hand to Lily, shaking hers when she gave it to him.ย
โโฆLily. Lily Evansโ She managed to spit out after a few moments.ย
James smiled, letting go of her hand to smooth out his hair. โIโd love for you to join us backstage, Miss Evans.โย
โAs long as my friend can come along.โ She looked past his shoulder at you, grinning excitedly.ย
โOf course. The more the merrier.โย
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James had led you and Lily backstage to the Green Room, opening the door.
โLadies first.โ
You followed behind Lily into the small room, your eyes scanning the red leather couches and the long makeup table against the far wall with light up mirrors against it. Remus and Peter were sitting on one of the couches, chatting about the show.ย
The lead guitarist was sitting at the makeup table, wiping off his eyeliner with one hand and holding a cigarette in the other. He looked at you and Lily through the mirror, his eyes widening.
โJames! You didnโt tell me we were going to have guests!โ He turned around, tossing the makeup pad onto the counter behind him.
โOh, Iโm sorry, would you have stuck on some eyelashes if you knew?โ James quipped, receiving a snicker from Peter.
Sirius rolled his eyes, standing up from his seat and walking over. โHey, arenโt you the chick that couldnโt keep her eyes off of me during the show?โ He smirked.
โI caught you staring first.โ You crossed your arms. โDo you do that at every show, or am I special? Besides, youโre the performer. It only makes sense for me to watch you. You watching me, however, isnโt justified.โย
โIt is justified when itโs someone as pretty as yourself.โ He stepped closer to you, and it felt like he was practically towering over you. He wasnโt that much taller than you, but he was certainly intimidating in all the right ways. If he wasnโt already alluring enough, the fact that he put his cigarette up to his lips at that moment made everything worse.ย
You felt heat rising in your cheeks, causing you to look down at your feet. The ground was suddenly a super interesting distraction from the rockstar standing right in front of you.ย
โHasnโt anyone told you that you should look at people when theyโre speaking to you?โ He questioned, smoke blowing into your face as he spoke.
โHasnโt anyone told you that itโs rude to blow smoke in someoneโs face?โ You looked up at him, being met with yet another cocky grin.ย
โWhatโs your name, darling?โ
โY/n. And you areโฆ?โย
He clutched his chest dramatically, as if he had just taken a stake to the heart. โYou come to my show and you donโt even know my name? Iโm crushed.โ
You rolled your eyes, smiling playfully. โAre you going to tell me, or not?โ
โYou donโt happen to have a pen on you, do you, Y/n?โ
You were about to respond before he cut you off. โNevermind. I must have one here somewhere.โ He began searching his pockets, pulling one out of the inner pocket of his leather jacket. โI always carry one just in case. You know, for autographs and all that.โ
โRight.โ You laughed, shaking your head.
โHold this for me, darling?โ He put his cigarette in your mouth, pulling the cap off of his pen with his lips before taking your hand and beginning to write on it. Though he was writing on your hand, you couldnโt help but stare at his face. Once he finished, he took his cigarette back from you, glancing at the lipgloss mark you had left on it before putting it back in his mouth.ย
โI taste strawberry.โ He chuckled, reaching down to put it out in the nearest ashtray.ย
โAll I asked for was your name.โ You stated, watching him with an expression of confusion.ย
โYou did, and I gave it to you. Iโll be on my way now. Looking this gorgeous requires lots of beauty sleep. Oh, and youโd better take this for now. Itโs chilly outside.โ He pulled his leather jacket off of his shoulders, putting it on yours instead.ย
โGoodnight, Y/n.โ Without another word, he swiftly exited the room, leaving you completely dumbfounded. You stared at the door for a few moments in astonishment before looking down at your hand.
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I've been reading The Cadence of part-time poets by @motswolo and was really inspired by the overall vibe
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Rockstar!Sirius Black has me in a chokehold. Iโm obsessed with my wife @finalgirllx and thankful for the work she put in for me for these two edits and I hope everyone is pulling their hair out at them as much as me.
This little blurb is for my second wife @thatdammchickennugget โs hogmarch challenge.
Prompt: fire whiskey / are you speaking parseltongue or am I really that drunk
Warnings: fluff; mentions of bar/drinking;
You donโt really know how you got here. At this party that is. One day your muggle friend is begging you to come to a concert with her. Two weeks later she has you sleeping on a side-walk waiting to get in. โI really want to get barricade,โ she says. And you love her so you comply. When you manage to get it, youโre just as shocked as she is. Arms crossed on the bar, elbows hanging over the barricade as music plays from the speakers while everyone waits for the band to appear.
You assume itโs a four person group; you see a drum set, a keyboard, a guitar with a mic stand and a bass guitar. Youโre wracking your brain for the name of the band, your friends mentioned it probably a million times in the last hour alone but youโve been so focused on not a Avada-ing any of the other millions of girls around who seem to want to keep pushing against your back to get closer to whoever this band seems to be.
Itโs when the curtain falls that your heart nearly stops. It had to be a coincidence, right? The fact that this band happens to have the same name as the infamous group of pranking boys from your school years. But all your nervous fears are confirmed when they start strolling on to the stage, you recognize the others in an instant, but the one that catches your eye most intensely slings the guitar over his shoulder, a shit eating smirk gracing his lips as his tucks his hair behind his ear.
โBlimey, what a turn out, yeah lads?โ The guitarist turns slightly where he stands, glancing at his friends behind him who are all nodding and shouting, pumping their fists in the air with the screams of fans in front of them. The guitarist turns back towards the crowd, eyes scanning over the sea of people until they come to the front and lock with yours. Your friend besides you starts shaking with giddy excitement as he speaks his next words into the mic, her arm hooking with yours. But you canโt tear your eyes away from his piercing gaze, โIn case any of youโve forgotten, weโre The Marauders and-โ
Being barricade had its benefits because you heard the drummer shout, โOi, Pads, get on with it, will ya, letโs give em a show, yeah?โ Sirius laughs into the mic and your thrust back to being seventeen and pining after the long haired boy at the back of your advanced potions class. โAlright, Prongs, donโt lose yer head, mate. Whoโs ready to fucking rock out?โ Sirius strummed his guitar and the crowd erupted in cheers and screams. The entire concert was a bit of a blur. One because you didnโt know any of their songs, but two because it seemed like any time Sirius looked towards the front of the crowd, he looked right at you, and your friends and the girls surrounding you seemed to lose their mind at the concept.
When the concert finally ended you watched your old classmates take in the cheers and praise. James threw both his drumsticks into the crowd, Remus tossed a few picks as well. Reggie stepped from behind the keyboard, taking his setlist with him and passing it to the security guard to give to a random girl. Sirius, however, seemed to have a different plan. The girls around you seemed to be panting with anticipation as Sirius took a marker from a stage hand and laid down on his stomach, pulling the cap from the marker with his teeth before writing on his setlist on the ground. Capping the pen, he pulled the setlist off the ground slowly, folding the tape over the edges before folding the setlist into fours.
What really made everyone around you go into a frenzy was Sirius jumping down from the stage and walking straight up to you at barricade and holding the paper towards you with a smile. โHere,โ Sirius grabbed your wrist, placing the folded setlist into your hand, โopen it when you leave the venue. Was nice seeing you again, love. Sโbeen too long since the last time.โ Sirius then turned his attention to the people around you, shaking hands and signing a few autographs but it all sounded muffled to yours ears as it seemed like all the blood was rushing to your head as you were rushing out of the crowd, you friend close behind.
โUhm, hello? Are you gonna tell me what the fuck that was back there?โ You were walking as fast as you could without sprinting, your friend hot on your heels. โY/n/n!โ You turned abruptly to face her, her stopping roughly in her tracks. โWhat!โ You were nearly screaming before taking a deep breath, โIโm sorry, erm, Iโm sorry. I justโฆI havenโt seen those guys in a long time and it was just a littleโฆoverwhelming.โ Your friend nodded, the grin never leaving her face, โHow do you even know them, can we open the letter now, what does it say?โ
You rolled your eyes, grabbing the note from your pocket. Unfolding it you finally answered her questions, โWe went to school together, believe it or not they were very popular and I wasโฆwellโฆnot. I had a few classes with the others and well Sirius wasโฆfriends with some of my friends, letโs say. Honestly I didnโt even expect him to recognize me once I realized they were the band we were seeing andโฆโ your thoughts and words seem to die on your lips as your eyes scanned the setlist in your hands, Siriusโs sloppy scrawl strewn across in black marker. Your friend raised her eyebrows impatiently, turning your hands towards her so she could see what had you at such a loss, a gasp leaving her as she did so. โIs that a fucking addressโฆโ
So maybe you did know how you got to this party, your friend begging and pleading until you agreed to go. โItโs only polite, he did invite you after all,โ she had said. You knew her agenda was more so to gain an opportunity to see the boys up close, so you didnโt argue when as soon as you entered the private bar she immediately went on the hunt. You, on the other hand, went straight for a drink, or two, or four. You were working on yet another firewhiskey when a rough voice spoke your last name from behind you. Turning around, you attempted to control your blush, โBlack. Long time no see.โ You did your best to keep your tone casual, like your heart wasnโt beating out of your chest.
Per expected Sirius was nothing but charming and smooth, โI didnโt expect to see a friend in the crowd tonight, you caught me slightly off guard I have to admit.โ You clasped onto your drink with both hands, hoping the coolness of the glass would offset the heat that was rapidly spreading through your body, โYou consider us friends? I didnโt even think youโd recognize me.โ Siriusโs gaze turned what you could only describe as tender, โI wouldโve failed Advanced Charms if you hadnโt put up with me for two whole terms. If spending endless weeks in the library didnโt make us friends, what then developed between us, nothing?โ
No, just my raging school girl crush on you is all. You shook your head, mouth opening and slightly stammering, no explanation coming to mind. โPads, youโre not scaring y/n/n away are you? Gonna make us not see her for another three years again?โ Sirius huffed a slightly annoyed breath, โYeah, Moony, the reason we havenโt seen her is strictly my fault, not that our band took off or anything.โ Sirius jabs a thumb over his shoulder as he glances back at you as if to say, the nerve of this guy. โShe didnโt even think Iโd recognize her, or considered us friends! Can you believe that?โ
The taller boy greeted you with a warm and familiar smile, the scar stretching over his top lip thinning with the action, โWell I certainly donโt blame her for the latter. But weโre still friends, arenโt we, dove?โ Remus took a step forward, wrapping you in a tight and friendly embrace. โHi, Rem,โ you mumbled just loud enough over the bar music. Remus was gruffly pulled away from you to reveal a pouting face with glasses and a mop of curly hair, โNot consider us friends? Did seven agonizing years of potions together mean absolutely nothing to you?โ
You couldnโt help but roll your eyes at the dramatics, โHi, Jamie. โve missed you.โ You open your arms for a hug and are quickly embraced in a bear-like squeeze, โMissed you too shortcake. Been too long.โ A second body joins your hug from behind, โYeah, itโs been too long.โ James pushes him off before letting you go, โWhydya have to do that Reg, you ambushed my hug.โ Regulus opens his mouth to argue when a throat clearing catches all of your guys' attention. You turn to see your friend clearly doing her best not to freak out at the scene before her. You turn the the boys, pushing your friend slightly in front of you, โGuys this is my friend รrlaith. She brought me to your show. Big fan, her. รrlaith, this is Reg, Jamie, Rem and Sirius.โ
The four boys all flashed award winning smiles while your friend managed a meek โhiโ and a slight wave. โSo you didnโt just have classes with them, you were friends with the fucking Marauders,โ รrlaith wacked your arm, causing James and Regulus to burst out in laughter. Remus leaned in close to your friend, a hand shielding one side of his mouth while pointing a thumb back at James, โY/n/n, here actually helped make sure this one graduated on time.โ James crossed his arms in mock offense, โIs he talking shite love? Moony, donโt fill her head with lies weโve only just met.โ
Sirius slung his arm over her shoulder, whispering in her ear, โActually, Iโd like to catch up with Y/l/n. You mind if I steal her for a moment? Think you can watch these gits, keep them in line for me while Iโm away?โ She gave a timid nod and Sirius flashed her his knee weakening grin. Remus shot Sirius a knowing look, one you completely missed as you were too busy focusing on Sirius lacing his fingers in yours and dragging you towards a roped off section of the bar. You tried to will your palm to not be clammy as you downed the last of your drink, setting the glass on a passing table. As Sirius led you up the few steps and past the velvet rope he settled you both down at a table in the corner.
With a wave of his wrist the music and sound of the crowd disappeared. โSee? A perfect silencing charm. Wouldnโt have been able to do that without your help in years past, friend,โ Sirius emphasized the last word, wiggling his eyebrows. You laughed slightly, eyes rolling, โYes, Iโm very proud of you. However, that hasnโt stopped the gaggle of girls staring at us.โ You motioned toward at least four women you could see clearly shooting daggers your way at a private talk with the leading man. Sirius shrugged his shoulders, eyes never leaving your direction, โI donโt care about them, my focus is on you.โ
Your face seemed to stay in a permanent state of blush with Siriusโs full attention solely on you. โNow tell me, sweetheart. Did you really not consider us friends all those years? I mean, I thought we were pretty close. If I recall weโve drunkenly fallen asleep on a few couches and floors together. Who else does that besides very good friends?โ You nervously summon a drink before you, taking the glass and trying to hide half your face behind it while you take a long gulp. Your eyes scan over Siriusโs face, taking in the changes, or lack thereof, from the last time you saw him.
He still has that same boyish charm, that grin the tends to sneak onto his face when he knows heโs being charming. His hair is still gorgeous, long and flowing, though maybe slightly greasier than your school years, but youโre sure thatโs part of his rockstar aesthetic. His forearms now adorn multiple tattoos and from what you know of Sirius thereโs probably more hidden elsewhere. He had a few more piercings now, and his jawline was more refined now that he was no longer a teenager, but what remained exactly the same was always your favorite part of him; his eyes.
Sirius always had the most captivating eyes; a deep russet brown that seemed to change with his mood and whether he was telling the truth or not. Either that or you had just spent so much time staring at him you began to figure out his tells without anyone else realizing. โYouโre telling the truth, you really considered us good friends didnโt you?โ Sirius laughed lightly, looking down at his lap before meeting your eyes once more, โYes, Iโm telling the truth.โ You shook your head, โThat wasnโt a question, it was a statement, I can tell when youโre lying. I just canโt believe youโre being serious.โ
โWell Iโm always Sirius, darling.โ You rolled your eyes at his favorite pun, going to bring your drink back to your lips. Sirius, however, had other plans, stealing to glass from your hands and downing the rest himself. You opened your mouth to scold him but he got his words out first, โHow can you โ blimey, love no mixer really? Merlinโs fucking beard โ how can you tell when Iโm lying? I like to think Iโm quite subtle at hiding the truth.โ You sat up a bit straighter, tucking your legs underneath you on the couch. Normally you would never admit anything, especially not to Sirius himself, but your filter seemed to be turned off thanks to the many firewhiskeyโs now running through your system.
You leaned your elbow on the back of the couch, facing Sirius now with your head resting against your fist, โYour eyes turn a shade or two darker when youโre lying. Normally theyโre just this beautiful deep brown color that looks like the sun is shining directly on them, even when youโre inside and thereโs not even a window in sight. But when youโre lying itโs like all the mischief youโve got cooking in your brain is overheating and it deepens the color.โ If you werenโt feeling so tipsy you probably wouldโve noticed the deep blush that spread over Siriusโs cheeks. But being himself he couldnโt let you stop there, โWhat else have you seemed to notice over the years, huh sweet girl?โ
Subconsciously you knew youโd regret it in the morning, but your ability to stop your mouth from rambling seemed to be null. โYou tend to chew on your top lip when youโre concentrating, not the entire thing, just one of the corners. You did it tonight during your guitar solo, which was actually pretty fantastic. I'm very proud of you, Siri. And I only noticed you do that because itโs different from other people, usually people bite their bottom lip, but you bite your top,โ Sirius touched his top lip with his fingertips as you continued, โAnd I know when youโre laughing just to be polite and when youโre laughing for real because your fake laugh is this polite little chuckle where you nod your head to make the other person think youโre really paying attention, but your real laugh is so much better. You throw your head back, and your hair falls from your face and itโs real hearty and deep and your smile stays bright for moments afterwards.โ You let out a long sigh, your eyes keeping this distance look to them like you were recalling an exact moment for each aspect you just described. โMerlin, I was just so inโฆI just had the biggest crush on you back then.โ
Sirius blinked a few times in disbelief, shaking his head and trying to clear his thoughts because there was definitely no way he heard what he just thought he heard, โIโm sorry, love. Are you speaking parseltongue or am I really that drunk?โ You scoffed slightly, โExcuse me?โ Sirius quickly held his hands up in defense, โNo, no! I just meant that โ oh for Godricโs sake, Iโm gonna muck this up I just know itโโ You grabbed his wrists, effectively stopping his spiraling tangent, โSirius!โ He looked up at you, eyes meeting yours and just like you said, they looked like the sun was hitting them directly despite being in the back corner of a dark bar, โI never needed help with charms.โ
Your face contorted in confusion, โSorry, erm, what?โ Sirius closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He opened his eyes once more, making sure you were looking back at him so you would see he was telling the truth, โI never needed help with charms, I would fuck up spells on purpose because I wanted to spend more time with you.โ You shook your head, โBut Remus saidโฆโ
โI lied to Moony,โ Sirius cut you off, โWell, I tried to lie to him at first. I told him I was failing and I asked him to ask you to be my tutor but the bloody git knows everything, saying shit like โI know youโre at the top of our class Sirius meh meh mehโ, so I asked him to lie for me.โ You shook your head, โWhy would you do that?โ Sirius placed his hands on either side of your face, your hands still holding his wrists, โBecause I had an insanely huge crush on you that I kept trying to deny and Moony could see it a mile away. Iโm surprised you missed it with everything else you seemed to notice.โ You smiled at him, a real genuine relaxed smile, then he spoke again, โPast tense probably isnโt the right usage. After seeing you tonight, I can humbly admit that all those feelings are very much still here. You believe me, donโt you?โ
Sirius tilted your head up so you were looking directly at him. He widened his eyes dramatically, staring at you intensely and causing you to giggle. You squinted your eyes at him briefly, making it look like you were really studying him, โHmm..clear as day. Yes, Siri, I believe you.โ Sirius let out a long breath, โThank merlin, because Iโve been dying to do this since I was on stage.โ Siriusโs lips met yours with a gentle fervent, intensifying only when you fisted the front of his t-shirt, pulling him harder into you. You pulled apart only when you were short of breath, both panting heavily. โRemus is going to lose his mind,โ Sirius chuckled, grin never leaving his face. You glanced over his shoulder, flicking your wrist and breaking the silencing charm only to be met with cheers and whistles so loud they floated over the rustle of the bar, โI think he already has, they all have.โ Sirius turned, seeing his friends and bandmates making their way over. He turned back to you, a cheeky grin on his lips, โOkay, kiss me again, just once more before they get here. Once they do I just know James is gonna talk your ear off about the whole thing.โ You giggled, biting your bottom lip before grasping the back of his neck, pulling his lips towards yours once more.
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rockstar!sirius who teaches reader how to play guitar and is outrageously proud when r gets even a single string down bc heโs supportive and lovely and wonderful
youre in his lap, the skirt if your dress kissing his exposed knees in his distressed jeans.
โsiri itโs near impossible!โ heโd been trying to show you how to play the opening chords of your favourite song off the album for the last thirty minutes.
โonly near, not completely,โ he pats your bum, lips nearing your jaw as he leans closer. โplay it again fโme, dolly.โ
you start again, readjusting the guitar in your lap before plucking at the chords experimentally. your fingers move slowly along the frets and though the start is slower than the original you nail it.
โsee?โ sirius boasts when you finish the bar, kissing your cheek and then your ear.
โi did it siri!โ you lean back in his chest, soaking up all his kisses and praise.
โknew yโcould. got the fucking best teacher in the world,โ he laughs against your heating skin, unable to help himself from pinching the fat of your cheek. โproud of you.โ
you tuck your face into his neck to hide and sirius laughs again, following your face and nudging you out of his neck with his chin.
โplay it again and we can go for those frescas you like, then we can do what i like.โ sirius shifts his hips and you feel him hardening and shake your head.
โyouโre ridiculous.โ youโre only half teasing- sirius had told you, what seems like eons ago now, that just the sight of you did that to him.
โno you are, play it again pretty girl.โ
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