flourishing • wolfstar

strange.

"This is Lily, by the way. James is her boyfriend, but I'm his favourite girlfriend," Sirius introduces to the camera, and Lily smiles.
"What ever helps you sleep at night," she snorts, taking her blue beauty blender out of a bowl of water and squeezing it.
"Yeah, and she's gonna do my makeup, even though I don't need it." Sirius strikes a pose.

"Holy shit, I've made like fifty-nine gay as hell remarks and we're only three minutes in," Sirius groans jokingly, put his hands to his head.
"I'm seriously- honestly shocked you haven't done more."
"Ahaaa, that's we he said when I just sucked him off," Sirius winks, and for the ninetieth time this day, Lily rolls her eyes.
"I bet you're not gonna post this. Or at least wait a while."
"Ha, you're correct. Rita would have far too much fun writing an article under the name 'MARAUDER SIRIUS BLACK A GAY?!' like no, I've always looked like I like pussy, haven't I?" Sirius scoffs, edging away from the scissor like contraption in Lily's hand.
"What the fuck is that? No, actually, Lily, what the fuck is that? She's gonna kill me! I cannot believe James fawned after a psychopath for seven years!" Sirius cries exaggeratively, shuffling closer to his still rolling camera.
"Seven years," Lily muses, "interesting."
"What is that?!"
"It's an eyelash curler! Not a weapon! I would kill you far more painfully, gosh. I just can't tell if your eyelashes are curly or not because you keep getting distracted!"
"Look! My eyelashes are the curliest curl that you've ever fucking seen on a curly eyelash!" Sirius screeches, widening his eyes then clamping them shut so Lily can judge.
"They aren't even curl- oh. Alright fine, no eyelash curl. We'll do do your eyeshadow then," Lily decides, a little disgruntled.
"See, I told you! I'm really pretty, aren't I?" Sirius asks rhetorically, staring at the mirror on the floor they were sitting on.
"You're a huge conceited prick, but okay, fine. How do people deal with you?"
"I dunno, ask the seventeen million people subscribed to us and Remus, Peter and James."
"I'm subscribed to you too, y'know."
"Wait, really?"
"Yes, and I have post notifications on."

Lily smiles after what Sirius has just asked her.
"I'm being fully Sirius, by the way. How did your parents find out about you and James? Because after Christmas, when we were getting back on to the train, we met you and your parents pulled James in to a scary corner and I swear I saw James nodding, absolutely terrified, at what your dad was saying," Sirius says, reconsulting the memory.
"Oh, he hasn't told you?"
"He's been fully refusing to, actually," Sirius says, ruthlessly exposing James on tape.
"Well, for Christmas he gave me this perfectly colour coordinated box with like really nice stuff, including Feminists Don't Wear Pink (And Other Lies) which I'd been dying to get, so naturally, unboxing it on Christmas morning along with all the other stuff and the nice little note thingy, I was very red and very happy. And, of course, my mum and dad being the absolutely hilarious people they are, began to tease me about my reaction a very pink box and then they asked me if it was a boy, y'know, for them laughs, and they definitely did not expect me to go more red," Lily explains, shaking her red mane away.
"But they're nice and all, so they pretended not to act to fazed."
"You see, this is why I don't bother boys. Mum- I mean, Mrs Potter and Mr Potter would be pestering me on who it is, but like, fuck it, because they're nice and I like it when they talk to me and I want a boyf," Sirius says, shrugging.
"It can be weird though. They brought up James and mentioned things like 'I bet that Potter boy's absolutely furious! Good on you, Lily!" and I was smirking, just like a motherfucking bitch, so basically you, and said that it was that Potter boy, which resulted in my s-sister coming down and saying something about a random YouTube boy, which is correct, so cool, no?"
"This is amazing, I can't wait to tease James! Wow, I still hate you, Lily, but I really appreciate it that you told me about this incident first between your boyfriend's boyfriends."
"Ew, I told Remus before I told you, thank goodness."'

"Fuck, I wanna look so good by the end of this that Remus fucks me," Sirius groans passionately, glorifying his features in the mirror that was handed to him by Lily. He is fully aware of what he has just said, and he would never admit it, but there is a feeling of embarrassment in his abdomen.
"Hold on a sec, are you for real?" Lily asks excitedly, her hand holding an eyeliner pen hovering above his face.
"I mean, yeah, he's straight and all, but fuck, have you seen his biceps? They are just pure perfection, no doubt," Sirius reasons, head held high. He knows that he'll have to bleep his name out when he does post the video, which will subsequently end up with an uproar in the comment section, though it does sound mildly entertaining. Keeping viewers on edge and being snarky sounds like joyously exhilarating.