Character Appreciation: Sirius Black

Disney, Ursula: tentacles

Showtime, "We Both Reached For the Gun": understandable

World Book Day: Cosplay

Buttons: camera, "Right. I knew that.", permission

Liza's Loves, Pixelator: Write about a fan

Jewel Challenge, moonstone necklace: Remus Lupin

Scavenger Hunt: Write about a fanon pairing.

For Bex

Word Count: 809

A/N: Well, here we are. The final AU in this collection. I want to give a big shout out to those who have followed, favorited, reviewed, and inspired this collection. It wouldn't exist without y'all! And don't worry. I promise a new collection of Wolfstar AUs will appear in the very near future.

It doesn't matter how many times Lily reassures him, Remus still feels ridiculous. His hair looks stylish enough, but it is nothing compared to David Tennant's. The long coat also feels a bit too big, and Remus finds himself adjusting the sleeves again and again.

"Can you relax?" Lily, who is cosplaying as Amy Pond, asks, poking Remus with a slender finger. "You're making me nervous."

"I'm sorry," Remus says. A small laugh escapes his throat, and he finds himself getting into character a bit more. "I am so, so sorry."

His best friend flashes him a grin. "Much better," she beams, gesturing for him to follow along; he obliges.

Remus has always wanted to attend a convention, and he feels like a kid in a sweet shop now. He looks around eagerly, unable to resist the grin that tugs at his lips. He sees an abundance of Doctors, Rivers, Castiels, Winchester brothers, Gokus… It feels like every single fandom is represented here.

"Isn't this lovely?" Remus muses as they pass by a woman in an elaborate Ursula outfit, complete with realistic tentacles. "It's—"

"Doctor!"

Remus instinctively turns around. The girl isn't in costume, and she holds up a camera grinning. "You are probably the best Tenth Doctor I've seen all weekend!" she gushes. "And an Amy? Can I…?" She shakes her camera as a way of asking permission.

Lily stands on her tiptoes and leans in, propping against Remus' shoulder. "Go right ahead."

Remus shrugs. "Allons-y!"

There's a quick flash, and the girl lets out a squeal. Remus assumes they're done and starts to walk away, but the girl calls out for him to wait. A few moments later, she appears with a man with dark hair, wearing a navy blue coat with the collar turned up.

"Who's that supposed to be?" Remus asks.

Lily snorts. "Sherlock Holmes," she says.

"Right. I knew that."

Another snort. "You've never even seen Sherlock," she points out. "You're Mr. Why Should I Watch It When I Could Read The Books."

Before Remus can respond, the girl positions the newcomer next to him. "Doctor, Sherlock," she says brightly. "You don't have to… you know… do anything, but just so you know, I ship the Doctor and Sherlock so hard!"

The Sherlock fellow looks at Remus, offering him a radiant smile that makes him want to melt. "Well, you're not John Watson," he says, wrapping an arm around Remus, "but maybe you'll do." Leaning in, he drops his voice to add, "Are you comfortable doing shippy things? If so, I'll buy you a coffee after. If not, understandable."

Remus swallows dryly. Shippy stuff? The idea of it makes his heart flutter and tickle his insides. Ordinarily, he'd say no. This man is a complete stranger, after all. And yet, his common sense seems to retreat. Remus has always found it strange how people can ignore logic and reason all because of a pretty face, but now he understands. "Totally fine with it," he manages.

The Sherlock's grin broadens. "Excellent," he says, leaning in a pressing a kiss to Remus' cheek.

…

Remus hadn't expected so many people to be into it, but by the time he finally manages to get away, he's certain he's spent damn near an hour posing for dozens of eager fans. The Sherlock, or Sirius, as Remus has learned, is still holding his hand as they make their way through the crowd. Remus wonders if he's just doing it for show. Lily is waiting for them at a little coffee vendor's booth. Next to her is a man with emerald eyes, dressed as Castiel.

"This is James," Lily says. "I guess we've managed to make Superwholock happen."

"Cheers," Sirius says, approaching the coffee vendor. "One caramel latte, please. And…"

"Coffee, black," Remus adds.

Once they get their drinks, the four of them make their way to an empty table. For several moments, no one speaks. Remus wonders if they feel just as awkward as he does.

Finally, Lily breaks the silence. "You know, Remus has never watched Sherlock."

Sirius looks at him with wide eyes, a hint of hurt in his expression. "How?" he asks. "That's just blasphemy!"

Remus shrugs. "I… I never got around to it," he lies. He knows that admitting he has no interest in it would be the wrong thing to tell a rabid fanboy.

"We'll have to fix that," Sirius says. "I think a Sherlock marathon is an ideal first date."

"Date?" Remus asks, his cheeks burning at the word.

Sirius leans back in his chair, sipping his drink. "Date," he confirms. "As in, I would like to make us canon."

Remus stares at him for a moment before looking around. Lily nods enthusiastically. Even James offers him a thumbs up of approval. Remus returns his attention to Sirius before shrugging. "I ship us."