“you Don’t Need To Be Everybody’s Cup Of Tea. Be Gasoline. Set Shit On Fire” — Marlene Mckinnon

sirius black was meant to inherit the fortunes of both his grandparents, one through alphard and one through orion.

this is what could turn him into potentially the most powerful wizard in the lense of society. we know the malfoys were the richest when we were introduced to them, but that was in a world where the black heir was in prison.

this is what sells to me the idea that neither walburga or orion wanted to play the family game and leave the task up to cygnuss, since alphard didn’t played along either.

walburga and orion marriage was a powerful move. together they ensured the next heir to be powerful whilst securing the family line. but also, there’s a chance they had regulus not as the spare, or at least not in the sense for him to become the heir in case something happens with sirius, but more as to spare him of any duties.

they could’ve put all the expectations and pressure onto sirius and simultaneously free up his youngest to be who ever he wanted to be, an option they didn’t have.

Black Brothers

Sirius: This is a hard escape room. Regulus: This is a family dinner, Sirius

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 here.

This is the original idea if you're interested.

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

the only way i see sirius proposing to marlene is this:

they’ve been a situationship for years. they’re okay with it. it works for them. makes everyone mad but fuck them, it’s their lives. it’s their personal business.

but then, in the midst of a war they’re starting to believe might actually lose (it’s has been a very very bad few months people), they get together. sirius drinks a bit more than usual. and so he asks marlene if she thinks what they have could be more.

if they should take things to the next level.

marlene is kinda lost at the beginning.

then she thinks he’s asking her to be his girlfriend.

sirius insists, she’s there. he’s there. they always go out of their way to be there for each other. they could take things to the next next level.

and then it sinks.

he’s talking marriage.

sirius never actually says it, but rectifies by saying: forget it, i’m drunk, i’ll probably die soon anyway.

she ends up dying instead.

how i think sirius understood he had feelings for marlene- i'm so canon u can't prove me wrong.

sirius was glad that the only person in the room was james. it was easier for him to let go of the breath he was holding in and slack his shoulders.

james, of course, knew right away that something was wrong.

"what's gotten into you? why are you wet?"

he was indeed soaking wet from the rain.

james was sat near the window, he was looking outside while playing with the stupid snitch of his.

"the rain got to me," sirius responded, closing their distance and throwing himself into the chair nearest to james. he let out a well held grown. "what are you doing?"

"i was waiting for you, mate? you're late. we made plans-" "oh, shit-"

"yeah, no shit you forgot-" james rolled his eyes. "i told remus and peter to go on. tell me what's up. there is no way you would forget a day out."

"i-" sirius looked around the room, "i fucked up."

"when don't you?" james snorted.

sirius kicked his chair, "prongs, man."

james snorted, after he regained his chair's balance, "so?"

"i was with mckinnon," sirius leaned on his knees, "i was helping her train. you really did a number on her the previous match."

"she knows me, i get heated up when shit gets fucked," james shrugged.

"i know. she said the same thing," sirius laughed, "and as mckinnon-"

"she wanted to prove me wrong?"

"yeah," sirius nodded, "so, i helped. it started to rain, she wanted to keep going. i had completely lost track of time- my bad, again, let me finish- and she reached a record- she got happy- smiling, laughing, she jumped on me before we could even land properly- and- and fuck- i don't know- i bloody tried to kiss her!"

"you what?!" james jumped from the chair.

"i did," sirius pinched his nose, "i just- she jumped, i caught her, and we were close and i just leaned in, and- and she leaned in- i think-"

"you think?! how does one think that?! weren't you there?!"

"i don't know! it felt like i wasn't- and-!"

"the last time i have seen you this worked up was when you lost your motorcycle magazine, mate-!"

"shut up-!"

"well, what happened?!"

"nothing! we just got up immediately as soon as i drew back and we said very awkward goodbyes-"

"the last time i saw you being awkward-"

"james, shut up!" sirius groaned "- and it hit me, james... when i was coming here- i think i like her. a lot."

i watched baby girl last night and this scene has me thinking about blackinnon foreplay ever since 🙃

no thoughts just shirtless sirius black with a small constellation of tattoos all over his chest and arms with a scotch in hand.

lily evans (photographer, james potter’s girlfriend): if it weren’t for marlene i wouldn’t be here, to be honest. she introduced me to them. she was the reason i trusted them. god, the sacrifices she made… for them breaking up was the only thing that made sense at the time, the least they could’ve done.

okay, hear me out…

a story written in interview format where famous rock band ‘marauders’ explain once and for all why they broke up back in 1981 following the dead of, according to the media at the time, a random groupie.

james, remus and peter have all lost contact with lead singer sirius black.

where is he now?

is he still alive?

and who was the groupie and why did it matter so much as to mark the end of such a promising band?

marlene mckinnon’s name will haunt the narrative much as she did when she was alive.

(i blame daisy jones and the six for this and damiano david cover of ‘ella baila sola’ cause don’t tell that isn’t sirius singing about marlene)

The reason i’m reluctant to make them the Starks or the Targaryen is solely on the basis that, for me, the best part of the Black is they don’t have to prove them selves to anyone. They are powerful enough as it is. Hence why my mind drifted a bit to the Lannisters, mainly because we know the Kingdom is always in debt and they need a family to lend them money.

The only kingdom that never has economical issues is the north. So in the Kings of the North au where the Starks rule and Orion is the hand, he doesn’t fully support the kings political agenda (probably this king is considering bending the knee) but he is not too concern because we know is the hand who really governs in the end. Sirius is expected to follow into his dad footsteps: becoming the next hand, not the king. And so is possible for the next king to be James (god forbid prongsfoot is separated in any universe), because again Orion doesn’t have to like the Potters/Starks for him to do his job and do it well (i mean, he fails for the sake of drama and blackinnon angst, but you know).

As for the Targaryen… same thing happens to me. I really love the idea of them being that family, because it is very much the feel i get when i read “most noble and ancient family”. But I would chose Velaryon in this scenario making Walburga a Targaryen who married her Velaryon cousin. She could be someone very much like Rhaenys, the queen who never was. Walburga WAS the eldest daughter, after all.

Also the Velaryon disappeared as well and in much more mysterious circumstances (or so i think because i haven’t finished the last asoiaf and haven’t read fire and blood). But the mistery to me resembles the concept of the family tree tapestry with the ancestors erased and my mind going: the fuck happened there? 😂

And to pick up the rich family vibes, is where i think the Black could be positioned ANYWHERE, the Lannister are one example of a rich and powerful house, but not the only one, there are the Tyrells, wasn’t the Highborns too? And surely there are others.

Also what about Dorne? (and not just because I like the visual of a more darker skinned sirius), but because the Martells are very far removed from everything, no need to prove anything and are a very well established family (rich and well connected, much like the Velaryon at their time).

Now the good thing about the place where the Martells and the Velaryon are located could add the possibility of Marlene being a foreigner (I know this could happen anywhere but shhh), someone Sirius only meet while traveling, wouldn’t that be yummy? Since outside Westeros doesn’t look like the same rules are applied to girls, Marlene could be a warrior, a soldier, a pirate, and artist, an arsonist, ANYTHING and her talents could be well hidden because she is a girls and she knows the way Westeros works.

Ahh how Sirius would love her.

i just want to say you are evil and you will be to blame if i spend the whole night staring at the ceiling trying to place my favorite couple somewhere in westeros 🙃

do I have to hack ur brain again skelter? bc i will. are we thinking night watch sirius👀?

Sometimes I’m just scrolling and then horribly reminded that other people’s favourite characters Aren’t sirius black and that’s just unfathomable