day 14 - dancing under the rain - blackinnon - @blackinnonfest
she loved to hear her friends' stories about their holidays in remote places. after all, that was what wizards were like, always secluded, hiding from muggles, either by getting as far away from them as possible or by using spells to repel them.
lily, however, shared different stories and had made them all jealous.
that was how they all turn up camping, the muggle way, on a site near the beach. the state of their world was so bleak, they knew there was a chance that for it to be only opportunity they could all be together that way. a group of teenage wizards and witches living the muggle way, if only for a few days.
what none of them had accounted it for, was the rain. it was supposed to be mid summer for merlin's sake. they were all sheltered under their tents, waiting for it to pass. it had been whole day by then.
"oh for god's sake, this is stupid" marlene said, getting out of the tent she was sharing with sirius.
"what are you doing? get back here!" sirius shouted, pocking his head out the tent. "there's no fire, mckinnon, we won't be able to warm your clothes if you get them all wet, you'll catch a cold" he was aware he sounded to motherly for his usual disregard of common sense, but he wasn't particularly interested in sharing a tent with a sick person, even if it was his girl.
"we'll use magic then" she replied.
"what's going on?" james head appeared out of his own tent.
"what's happening?" lily's voice join in.
"i'm going out for a walk" marlene stated.
"you can't!" lily shouted, emerging from under james' head.
"watch me!" marlene shouted back as she started running in the direction of the beach.
"oh for fuck's sake" sirius hissed, getting to his feet and running after her.
when he finally reached her, she was laughing, trying to get away from the waves as they make their ways to her feet before retrieving once more.
it was silly, giving the fact that after spending as much as ten seconds under the rain, both he and marlene were soaking wet.
but she, sirius could tell, was having too much fun, it was contagious, her laugh, the way her curls stick to her face.
he ran towards her and picked her up. marlene yelped in delight. he managed to run a few feet before putting her down again.
marlene hands landed on his chest, a broad smile on her face.
"what about the cold?" she asked.
"there's no muggles around, mckinnon" he replied.
marlene head turn to take a look at the beach. sirius was right, they were the only ones left.
"guess we'll have to use magic then" she laugh, getting on her tip toes to land a kiss on sirius' lips.
she loved he was the only guy tall enough to required for her to strech out to get to his level.
after that, sirius turn her on his arms, as if they have been dancing, and when he pulled her closed again, marlene had the fleeting though that right there, that moment with sirius, was all the magic they needed.
seconds later, they were joined by lily and james, the only ones brave enough to get under the rain, and spent the rest of the afternoon chasing each other, laughing and screaming, just as regular teenagers should do.
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sirius: are you seeing anyone?
regulus: like a spirit? *looks around* not at the moment.
sirius looking concerned: ā¦
regulus: oh you meant a relationship?
Iāve been working on the translation of a fic I wrote back in the summer (my summer, at least). Itās a light read, both in terms of length and plot, cause while I love angsty, yearning and slow burn kinda stories, I did wanted to give them a fairly easy chance for once.Ā
As a warning though, this story does not follow the pair after they (finally) get together.
Summary:
Sirius Black and Marlene McKinnon are just quidditch buddies, both Gryffindor team beaters. Nothing more. Especially since James Potter would never forgive them for disturbing the peace of a team that is just recovering from a breakup between two chasers.
Luckily, there's nothing to worry about, because Sirius and Marlene have never looked at each other that way.
marlene and sirius fucking in the quidditch changing rooms, both covered in dirt, wet from rain, smiling like grass, and trying to keep each other quiet
hi!
i'm skelter. she/her.
i'm a multishipper reader but decided to come back mainly as blackinnon writer.
spanish is my first language and while i try to be very meticulous when translating, don't expect the same level of english here. i make mistakes in any language anyway and constantly checkin my grammar is tiresome, so please forgive me.
i'll leave this post pinned so you can more easily access what i've doing/plan on doing.
ao3 | you'll find both spanish and english stories. marauders band au | a blackinnon centered idea i'm currently working on. dark!blackinnon | dark au with durmstrang!sirius and slytherin!marlene ballet au (blackinnon) | a little thing that got away from me at some point and now it's big enough as to have "episodes". blackinnon prompts | little things i've written on tumblr about the pair. feel free to drop a prompt/idea if you want here and i'll write something about it. blackinnon | all things related to them. black family | ideas and things related to them.
and that's all!
if you're here, thank u for reading <3
i feel like the first time i went diving into ao3 i couldnāt find, for the love of me, any blackinnon story that resonated with me.
and swear i donāt know what happened but suddenly i have like a ton of tabs open on my browser of stories about those two i want to delve into (i guess i wasnāt looking that hard after all).
the thing is iām scared to start reading because i donāt want to feel like i might copy someone but worse than that, im scare to find something so good inside that might make me go: yep, never gonna be able to write that good. might just give up now.
does anyone relate to that feeling? š
itās genuinely the reason i donāt ever write any wolfstar or dramione.
āBien Ć vous, Toujoursā š
Oil paint on canvas, 24āx24ā
This one was a long time coming. š«āØ
For Sirci
Young Sirius.
Officially working in the interview format story of Marauders, the band au centered on Blackinnon, but with Jily on the background as well (and possible other pairings, idk yet). And yes, I'm writing both versions (sp/en). See here if you want to know more about it.
"A Blackinnon story" will be updated on monday and "Like a bludger to the heart" on wednesday (I also added a bonus chapter that I'll drop to the original version once we get there with the translation).
And this time I won't be dropping anything earlier because I'm going out of town for a few days.
That's it, for now.
Lily telling James āyouāre not funnyā right after laughing so hard she snorted at one of his jokes.
late millennial. multishipper reader. exclusively blackinnon writer (atm). sp/en.
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