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not sirius stealing the girl even as padfoot 😂

(this is from a bleur fic i’m enjoying and you can too here)

alternatively...

sirius: you know the man i told you about, the one i was in love with? marlene: yes. he died. sirius: he’s james. marlene: as in potter? no. he’s alive, sirius. that can’t be. sirius: marls… marlene: what are you talking about? sirius: you really don’t know, do you? marlene: what don’t i know? sirius: … marlene: sirius? sirius: i could help you. you could see again. you could live. you don’t have to go through with this marlene: you’re not making any sense, how can you help me do any of those things? you’re not god sirius: no. i’m definitely not god

(yes i saved james)

@skelteroid just saying:

Marlene: Because he was a vampire. You did that to him. Did you even ask permission?

Sirius: I was in love with him. I wanted him to be with me forever.

Marlene: And is that what you have planned for me?

Sirius: Of course not, Marlene. I'm not in love with you.

plot twist: he falls in love and turns her when she is about to die

blackinnon headcanons | physical appearance edition

marlene’s eyes are brown with green and golden highlights noticeable with sunlight. to sirius it reminds him of the surface of lakes at sundown.

sirius’ eyes are light blue varying to grey. most people describe them as cloudy skies. to marlene it reminds her of the foam of the waves at the bottom of cliff where she spent most summer visiting her grandmother in the tiny island she lived.

marlene is tall (175 cms) but she still needs to tiptoe to reach sirius’ lips (186 cms). however, she’s the perfect size to drop little kisses at the nape of his neck. she loves doing that particularly when she has freezing lips after a winter excursion to hogsmead.

sirius looks very lean at a distance, but when you get up close and personal (as marlene does), turns out he’s very broad and muscular. marlene is constantly surprised when she buys him clothes having to look in the larger sizes. but it turns out that it provides her with comfy clothes when she borrows (sirius claims she steals) something to wear. she will be caught dead admitting he’s the reason she sometimes buys shirts and jackets on his size that are actually hers. she just loves when he wears them and his scent cling to her clothes long after.

on the other side, marlene leans more on the smaller frame but she’s all fiber muscle. she claims it’s all the tips in nutrition and proper training from her quidditch captain (the one and only james potter), but actually is due to the fact she constantly try to run and catch up with her older brothers so she could play with them. if it weren’t for that, she probably look more like a regular and more muscular quidditch beater.

that last one gives sirius plenty of chances to trick people into betting against marlene in quidditch matches or sometimes wrestling matches in the common room. marlene plays along because she enjoys proving people wrong. ofc that doesn’t last long after they finally catch up to the fact that marlene is actually quite strong. also, prof. mcgonagall frowns down on sirius gambling scheme.

sirius has always wore a signet ring with the family motto engraved in it. mostly hiding with magic, but because their cousins accused them with his parents he started wearing a lot more as to hide the family one. after he runs from home, marlene gifted him with his very unique and personal signet.

marlene wear lots of jewelry because she has always loved how her mother looks wearing them. most of her stuff is inherited, except for earrings. she went nuts piercing her ears first summer she went on an excursion with sirius in muggle london.

sirius wears a pinky ring that belonged to marlene and marlene wears a thumb one that belonged to sirius, but they also have a matching hoop with a little start dangling in both their left ears. sometimes, because she can’t quite comfortably use her wand, she takes the ring off and wears it as a necklace. sirius copy this once they join the order, in fear of losing it.

they both get into muggle clothing. sirius as a rebellious thing and marlene because she actually finds it more comfortable to move around. the matching leather jackets only became a thing after marlene borrowed sirius’ so often but she still prefers wearing his.

marlene cuts sirius’ hair, sirius does marlene pink highlights. as for bleach, sirius would rather marlene magically altered her hair as it looks more clean, but marlene really loves when her roots are showing. because of this, sirius makes sure to help her in hopes to get every strand of hair so it’s last longer all clearer.

as for tattoos, sirius never went too crazy seeing as he like doing them the muggle way and because of the order he didn’t have much time. marlene never got around to get any, though she wanted plenty.

i swear @astracoreiiisblog lives in my head because i just said: i need more sirius black art, and guess who is plaguing my dashboard with fanart????!!

okay, so due to an unexpected visitor coming my way this evening i won't be able to update anything until sunday afternoon.

so on sunday i will be dropping the two last chapters of "like a bludger to the heart" and adding the final chapter to the spanish version.

hopefully i will be updating "a través de los años" with the two remaining chapters of second year on monday.

as for "strangers" and "marauders", i will start working on it at some point after that. ideas are in my head already, i just need to find the time to sit down and write them down.

that's it, i'm sorry for the delay.

“Bien à vous, Toujours” 🌟

Oil paint on canvas, 24”x24”

This one was a long time coming. 💫✨

For Sirci

The most hardcore thing that Harry James Potter ever did was not, contrary to popular belief, the “there’s no need to call me ‘sir,’ Professor” incident, but instead was either the time that he

a) laid into one of the people he respected most in the world (and the only authority figure in his life offering him help in one of the most desperate situations he’d ever been in) for leaving his pregnant wife, going “man, you’re inhibited by your own self-loathing and fear? That’s rough. That really sucks. But you know what trumps that? RESPONSIBILITY. You brought a child into the world. You’re a father now. You’re scared? Walk it off. Walk it off AAAAAALLLL THE WAY BACK HOME. And say hi to Tonks for me.”

or

b) he willingly let himself be murdered, came back from the dead, walked back onto the battlefield, stared his own killer dead in the eyes completely unimpressed and called him “Tom”

Sirius: Sounds to me like you have the hots for Emma.

Marlene: Nope

Sirius: …

Marlene: Oh crap

Sirius: There it is

Marlene: Mind sharing?

Sirius: …

Marlene: There, you have the hots too

Marlene: I think Emma has the hots for you Sirius: Nope Marlene: Nope? Yep. Sirius: Nope. Marlene: Yep! Sirius: Nope! Marlene: YEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i’m having a moment thinking of chivalrous sirius black. that wasn’t merely good manners and proper education. he was mirroring orion for fckng sure.

nobody warns you that as a writer your characters will start arguing in your head at 3 a.m

dress and undress (in no particular order) 📖✨

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If I could draw Priest Draco all day, I would. So I practiced poses and messily colored him. 🙂‍↕️

for anyone lurking around in search of blackinnon content (i see you 👀), there’s also a community where @astracoreiiisblog is holding us captive and making us read and share our thoughts and ideas around this wild child of a pair

you can join here

do we have any thoughts on vampite blackinnon?

i have a very specific thought that i think you might like because it’s kinda outside the box 👀

you know the way sirius feels when he’s back at grimmauld place after being away for the whole year? or worse, when he’s trapped there by someone else’s orders? that’s the way sirius feels about being a vampire.

he’s centuries old, ancient one. his whole family is and doesn’t matter how far he goes, they are still always there. not in his blood, obviously. but in the fear of other vampires he encounters. in the tales from old towns that still carried the myth of vampires. in the chilling nights that he’s force to lie awake night after night.

until one day he finds her. and it isn’t her blood that sings to him, but something deeper than that. something in her soul.

she’s human.

she’s blind.

and sirius, strangely, feels seen for the first time in his life.

estoy intentando terminar el capítulo de "a través de los años", pero ayer se me quedó el cargador de la laptop en otra casa y hoy se me quedó el cargador del teléfono 🙃

con suerte mañana termino los dos capítulos que tengo en borrador y consigo cerrar el ciclo de segundo año a tiempo.

bellatrix black (the angel of death)

Baby, I'm a sociopath Sweet serial killer On the warpath Cause I love you just a little too much

andromeda black (the girl who got away)

She's got, she's got a way She's got a way, she's got a way She got, she got away She got away, she got away

narcissa black (the last hope)

The winner takes it all The loser's standing small Beside the victory That's her destiny

“you don’t need to be everybody’s cup of tea. be gasoline. set shit on fire” — marlene mckinnon

this is so sweet! 🖤 I NEED MORE.

(also i snorted at sirius lame excuse)

i need more on hades/persephone blackinnon and the whole padfoot situation that makes them fall in love.

It's just something small I wrote some time ago, small but silly:

The God of the underworld has been escaping the underground these days quite often. His brother, the God of shadows and dark, has found it in him to be of use lately. Sirius, taking the form of a wild beast with a very lavish fur, walked among the fields of flowers claimed by no other than the Goddess of harvest and agriculture, resting under the shadows of an elm tree. 

There, amongst the smell of pollen and flowers that tickled his nose, and the breeze that cuddled his fur, his eyes rested on the carelessly charming daughter of the Goddess of harvest. She shared the mesmerizing field– that Sirius could only dream to see in the underground– with her mother.

Marlene. 

Marlene passed her afternoons near the elm tree, taking care of her own little garden.

After Marlene had noticed the strangely huge black dog, he had been invited to be apart of her routine.

Sirius found himself escaping the realm of the dead, and joining Marlene in her gardening in his dog form until dawn. 

Marlene was a strange Goddess. She had her mothers beauty. Slightly tanned skin with white short hair, cherry lips, and piercing big brown eyes. She treated Sirius with wine -the Lord of the underworld had no idea why she would treat dogs with wine-, from the help he did in the garden, and he was also privileged to have the gift of Marlene liking very much to talk to dogs. 

It took Marlene a full moon cycle to know that the dog she had been carrying around was none other than the Lord of The Dead. 

While Sirius had waited for the woman to come, he had fallen asleep.

A graze of freezing to touch fingertips woke him up, and suddenly Sirius found himself face to face with her. 

“It’s you!” she let out a breath. 

Sirius snapped his head down, noticing that he was in his human form. He looked down on his gray-ish hands, and black clothing, cursing at them. “I have to go–”

“Wait–”

Marlene grabbed his wrist, “Why are you going?”

“Well, someone has to ensure that the dead won’t lose their way,” Sirius replied in a hurry to leave and escape the whatever he thought he needed to escape. "My realm can be quite difficult to navigate. A lot of right turns," he tried.

Marlene snorted and lifted her eyebrows, “I didn’t know that helping the dead find their road was the God of underworld’s duty–”

“Of co–”

“-besides, if they haven’t lost their way so far they will be alright, won’t they?” Marlene grinned. 

Sirius looked down on Marlene’s grin, and up to her dilated brown eyes. “You’re not scared of me?” 

Realization seemed to hit the woman's eyes, “I would be, Lord of Dead,” she beamed, “if I hadn’t taken care of a drunken dog that seemed to be you, no? Not two Suns before? I’m afraid I've passed being scared of you, Lord."

“Oh. Oh." Sirius chuckled. “Well, I suppose you’re right.” He finally relaxed his shoulders, and leaned on the tree, deciding that he might not leave yet. 

“Does it scare you?” Marlene asked. 

Sirius lifted an eyebrow, amused. It had been a long time since someone asked him of fear. “What?”

“That I’m not afraid of you?” Marlene leaned on the tree as well, looking down on her garden. 

Sirius grinned. “No. Not at all.”

i just watched the trailer of a movie and now i need to turn it into a blackinnon story.

au marlene survives, sirius gets released from azkaban

sirius: i– i thought you were dead, marls *desperately clinging to her*

marlene: is that why you went full ballistic and manage to get yourself locked in azkaban? azkaban, sirius, of all places! *clasping sirius face between her hands*

sirius: you don’t understand, i thought– i thought– i–

marlene: that peter did it?

sirius: what? how? what the hell marls?!

marlene: it pays to know your secrets, sirius. now let’s put padfoot’s nose to good use and find that coward

Lily telling James “you’re not funny” right after laughing so hard she snorted at one of his jokes.

propaganda i AM falling for:

multishipping

Here’s part one of what I don’t know when I finish cause, what can I say, I just have a lot of work and I don’t see it changing soon Just you know, it’s not Hogwarts my dears The first meeting

Band on a run!

New chapter | Marauders: The Untold Story

Remus: I understand when people called James arrogant. It wasn’t really his fault being conceited. Only child, loving parents, a comfortable economic situation, who wouldn’t come out into the world thinking they deserve everything good in life? But as egotistical as he could be, he was also caring and kind-hearted.  Yes, I’m aware of how he and Sirius treated other people, especially when they were younger, but it’s not like they were mistreating someone vulnerable, they were messing with a bunch of other self-important, full of themselves, snooty kids. And they did change their ways in the end. Well, somewhat. You couldn’t be expected to make it into the music industry, especially during the seventies, and not be a little ruthless.  So yeah, James approached my concerns tactfully. He didn't want me to feel different, though we were, and by the end I didn’t even realize I was accepting his help. When we finally ended playing at their dance, I was wearing one of James’ old suits.  James: From that moment on, we became insufferable. In mine and Sirius' case, even more so than usual. But seeing Remus and Peter starting to believe in the band too, was amazing. We couldn’t shut up about it. Every weekend from then on we fought over who’s idea to give a try first, we were all so inspired.  At some point Hope lent us her record player. We took turns picking songs from Sirius’ collection and then tried them out on our instruments. Remus: We started changing the lyrics to the covers we played, then slowly one of us would change a chord or a beat, and then suddenly we were writing our first songs, not just obscene tunes anymore (stops, then laughs). A few of our songs turned out to be quite obscene, but you know what I meant, we didn’t feel like kids doing it anymore. 

English version here | Versión en español aquí

my head screams blackinnon, my knees on the other hand: remus lupin 🙃

i rlly rlly want to finish “strangers” but why is it when you have the idea in your head the harder it feels to just sit down and type it out.

Remus and Harry from chapter 14 of PoA

some blackinnon fluff??

(not me trying to beat the allegations of being too angsty)

they have the longest conversations in bed while eating junk food and drinking beer. sirius loves marlene has an appetite and is not concerned like other girls with her appearance. he thinks she’s the most beautiful girl anyway and the fact that she doesn’t care that much makes her extra hot.

marlene loves buzzing sirius hair off. the first time she was scared as hell but sirius saying “i trust you” after her repeatedly asking him if he was fine was enough to fill her with confidence (and simultaneously melted her insides). she loves trying new cuts whenever he’s in the mood to cut his hair. sirius won’t admit it but he cuts it so often because he loves watching marlene looking so concentrated in the reflection of the mirror.

this is more of a muggle au. sometimes they take a joke too far and hurt each others feelings (they never say it, they just stop messing around and silently retreat and try to act normal when they are in public). when this happens and they find each other on a store sirius always catches the camera with the live footage underneath and stars reaching out for marlene. hugs her, kiss hers. tickles her. points at the camera implying they have to act normal cause somebody’s watching. and so marlene hugs him back, kiss him, mess with his hairs. by the time they go out of the store, they are as good as ever.

during the war they start talking about all the places they will visit when they win. they will jump on sirius’ bike and fly around the world wherever the sky takes them. sirius even ventures out as saying they will use no map. marlene jokes about the idea coming from the same man who co-created the marauders map. the whole thing becomes their coping mechanism but also a promise. they will have time for it once it’s all over.

sirius starts running quidditch bets after he ran from home since he doesn’t have any money (yet). remus disapproves. marlene loves it. sirius comes up with the craziest moves (sometimes injuries) to engage with the gamblers and marlene tries her best to achieve them. she has good aim after all. they stop after marlene sent three slytherins with head concussions to the medical wing over the course of one game. mcgonagall send both to detention. separately.

they have a spot near the lake in hogwarts but they have to cut through the forbidden forest to get there. it was marlene’s place first. sirius just followed her once. it became a habit since third year when they were just friends. they had their first kiss there. it was also the first place the shagged. marlene came back with little sticks and leaves in her hair. sirius claimed she had a rough encounter with the whomping willow. marlene still resents him a little for that. as if she would be as stupid as to fly near that thing. it took her time but she got her revenge when she let drop the exact time where myrtle might find one very naked sirius black using the prefects bathroom.

my pinterest is a mess just like my ships

stop faking orgasms and start yelling boooooo!!!! and throwing tomatoes from your inventory