I’m Afraid Those Of Us Who Like Blackinnon Have Been Cursed Too

this suits them so well (i’m definitely thinking band au here 😂)

marlene mckinnon and sirius black adrenaline junkies.

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.

also, @astracoreiisblog made a community for blackinnon shippers, link here if you want to join.

James + Lily = Jily

Probably something James came up with during their 5th year at Hogwarts

Altho., Sirius prefers calling them "Lames" = Lily + James

might turn this into an unreleased sirius black’s song for my marauders band au.

i just love this song, this band and actually this whole era of argentinian rock tbh.

“i’m not used to my first day without you,

because i still say we when i think of you.

when the summer ended, everything seemed fine,

now i think of all the things we said unknowingly.

because soon you would leave with no explanation,

maybe it seems easy to you for me to bear this pain (for me to bear your pain).

you forgot some things in your swift departure,

and now they’re like treasures i keep for myself.

[…]

because this is my first day without seeing you

and the room feels gigantic,

i feel so small if you’re not here,

i can’t understand it.”

honestly my translation it’s kinda crap and i really don’t know if im too lazy to do it justice lol or if i love too much the spanish wording for this fuckin anthem of heartbreak.

and yet in sirius black we thrust 🙏🏻

"Does it hurt?" asks Harry.

"Easier than falling asleep," says Sirius never-experienced-the-killing-curse Black.

“Bien à vous, Toujours” 🌟

Oil paint on canvas, 24”x24”

This one was a long time coming. 💫✨

For Sirci

Walburga Black 1974.

day 27 - you don’t understand - blackinnon - @blackinnonfest

“it’s not that simple,” said marlene.

they weren’t exactly fighting, but it felt strangely similar.

“i don’t get it. a few months ago you weren’t speaking to me cause you thought i was taking you for granted, that i was using you somehow, while i thought we were on the same fucking boat, mind you.” sirius paused, taking a second to compose himself before continuing. “so we talked through it and fixed things or so i thought, cause how in the hell are we in the same situation again, marls?” he wasn’t exactly desperate, but exasperated more like.

marlene could barely stand to watch him in the eyes, so she was grateful they were on the move again.

“it’s not the same, not at all” she replied.

“no, you’re right. you’re right it’s not. it’s worse. cause this time i know you want to be with me much as i want to be with you and yet you flinch every time i breath near you.” sirius was on the edge of screaming, but they weren’t supposed to be making any noise, trying to sneak back into the gryffindor tower before a prefect caught them.

“i told you, it’s not that easy” she repeated for the tenth time that day, trying to keep up with his longer strides.

“you haven’t told me shit, mckinnon. why do you resist taking the easy way into this?” finally, sirius had stopped and turned to look at her.

and again, marlene wanted nothing more than to look at anything but him.

because how could she explained to him that she was terrified. frightened. even more so than the time she had finally explained to him why she felt so hurt last time he had ditched her for some other girl while expecting her to be there once he got bore.

that being a teenage witch was an entirely different thing than being a teenage wizard. and that there were layers to it as well, because sirius black wasn’t just any wizard, even if he was, according to the one and only howler walburga had ever sent him last year, the disgrace of the family.

sirius wasn’t free of them, not really. marlene had the suspicion that still, everything he did or didn’t do was a statement back to his family, whether it was on purpose or not. he couldn’t help being who he was much more than she could blame herself for falling for him.

because she had fallen for that stupid, smug faced moron. yes, moron. not that insulting him on her mind and frequently to his face had made much for her.

she had still being stupid enough to fall for the boy.

and worse than loving him? was the fact that for whatever reason, he loved her back. well, liked her back at least. enough so that he had been pushing for them to go public, to stop with all the secrecy and running around.

but she couldn’t, it scared her too much.

“are you…?” started sirius, taking a breath in. “are you done with me?” he finally asked.

marlene couldn’t be sure with all the darkness around them, but there was something akin to hurt in sirius’ eyes.

“what?” marlene mouth opened in surprise at the question, the implications of it.

“seems to me the only logical explanation”

“no, that’s not… i told you, it’s not—“

“that simple, yes, i’ve heard.” frustrated this time, sirius passed a hand through his face. they were near the entrance to the tower now. “i’ll make it easier for you then” he said and marlene knew before he said it where this was gonna end up.

she braced herself for it, cause really, what else could she do?

sirius took a while longer before speaking, as if expecting her to say or do something to stop him, but nothing came.

“alright then, we’re finish. i’m finish” and after that, he turn around, gave the password to the fat lady and marlene saw him disappear behind the portrait.

she felt her heart clenched in her chest, her whole body going cold.

trying to console herself over the fact that, at least, they wouldn’t have to explain anything to their friends, she followed him into the tower only to fall apart once she reached her bed.

who would’ve bet that she would’ve been the one to fucked it all up.