Okay, Hear Me Out…

i had to suffer through hazel hayes’s book “out of love” (which i highly recommend reading by the way, bring tissues) so obviously had to make it blackinnon so we could all suffer together 😇

a blackinnon story told in reverse: from the heart achingly lost of her life to the very beginning when they started to fell in love.

bonus points if near her death they closer to breaking up o they were already apart.

i don’t trust ai because arthur weasley told me to never trust anything that can think for itself if you can’t see where it keeps its brain

If anything it makes his dislike for Snape worse for falling after the prank and putting Remus at risk for being so stupid.

I fucking hate the "James hates Sirius after the prank" trope. I'm sorry but there's NOTHING Sirius could do that would make James hate him. James would probably kiss Sirius and praise his great prank idea. These two will never abandon each other and that's it.

now we're talking! i mean, if you want sporty she kinda gives surfer girls vibes, so she will be serving australian realness and going barefoot EVERYWHERE not just the beach (and at some point ends up wearing sirius' shoes)

a blackinnon story told in reverse: from the heart achingly lost of her life to the very beginning when they started to fell in love.

bonus points if near her death they closer to breaking up o they were already apart.

marlene mckinnon rolling her eyes in disgust every time she hears someone describe their crush by their physical appearance only, then proceeding to fall in love with the hottest wizard in the whole castle.

in marlene’s defense, his face was his least attractive quality.

I'm gonna be real with you guys.

Eleven year old Remus Lupin: (desperately trying to hide the fact that he was a werewolf) would not— in fact — make friends with the two loudest troublemakers he'd ever seen in his life on the first day of school.

Actually, the moment James and Sirius had stepped foot into the compartment he was sitting in, shoving at each other's shoulders and yelling over each other about a prank they couldn't wait to pull, he just grabbed his things and left.

Instead, he joined a quiet, shy kid who's luggage tag read Peter Pettigrew, and they sat in peaceful silence the whole way to hogwarts.

It wasn't until the four of them found themselves standing in their assigned dorm room that night that Remus realised he never really stood a chance at all, the pair would be his friend whether he wanted them or not.

(And he would want them... eventually.)

you know what i LIKE that james and sirius were arseholes who cursed the shit out of blood supremacists at their school. punch a nazi

Second chapter is up here.

STRANGERS - MINI FIC (Blackinnon)

Summary Marlene is a woman on a mission: to completely forget that Sirius Black ever touched her body (and her heart).

Read english version here y español aquí.

This is the original idea if you're interested.

(Honestly is @siriuslyablack fault that I decided to post this mini-fic.)

ballet academy au | blackinnon edition

she had decided to work on the new choreography emmeline had taught the girls that week, so she’d told sirius he was free to do whatever he wanted for the night.

when she finally stopped, frustrated in the middle of the song, she was startled to see him leaning against the frame of the door, watching her.

—you can fit three in there.

the song was still going on in the background.

—the beat is for two.

thankfully she could blame physical exertion for being so out of breath.

—just try it.

—and why should i listen to you?

it was one thing for him to show up out the blue, but now he had opinions on her dancing skills too.

—because my family has been at this for long before you tried on your first tutu and i might actually know what i’m talking about?

—wait, is it me or did it sound it like you almost said something nice about your family?

—see, that’s a common misconception. yes, my family tree it’s full of talented people: dancers, choreographers, orchestras conductors, creative directors and what not, but that doesn’t make them less shitty people.

—right, right, where as you only landed the shitty part, got it.

—joke all you want but this isn’t about me. now try it out how i told you to.

she gave him a quizzical look and too tired to protest, she decided to try again, following his suggestion.

she had got so caught up in the music, she didn’t realize sirius had left his place by the door and had been following each of her movements, circling around her.

he was standing in front of of her when she finished.

—see? that’s gives you more of an edge. stop trying with the soft and fluffy choreographies, it’s not you.

sirius was so close now, right in front of her, that she had needed to tilt her head to catch his eyes. there’s was something different about him that night and she couldn’t quite point out what.

—so aside from being a ballet critic, you also think you know me now?

sirius licked his lips, a small smirk on them.

—i have been dancing with you for the most part of the last six weeks. you’ll be severely injured by now if i didn’t.

marlene let out a shaky breath. sirius was much too close.

—not to count we’ve been classmates for years, mckinnon

and at that, marlene dropped her shoulders and shook her head.

—thanks for the tip, but i’m tired now. the space is free for the next hour if you want to use it.

hurriedly, she went for her bag and left him alone.

read previous episode here.

The Blacks are of a different make, they endure imprisonment, grief and horrible separations but remain strong. They are not just spoiled nobles, they are much more.