Sirius: Sounds To Me Like You Have The Hots For Emma.

this is gonna be sacrilege but…

i think if marlene had survived and the war had ended, she and sirius would have been that fiery couple, the kind no one would ever denied were deeply in love with each other but, at some point, would have gotten separated.

after a while, they both would have moved on, found new partners (never got kids though), saw each other occasionally, mainly for harry’s birthdays.

they would have become that couple, even though they were no longer together, that every one talked about when they weren’t present.

no one ever understood why they broke up.

their friends are still waiting for them to get back together.

i’m gonna go ahead and say it:

durmstrang!sirius and slytherin!marlene

i might’ve landed in my very own dark!blackinnon au.

sirius: i wish you could’ve come with us tonight

marlene: …

sirius: you’re so… easy

marlene: ah, just what any lady wants to hear

sirius panicking: no, that’s not… that’s not want i meant!

so i did this redraw of my old art with marauders in a band!au. made this for tiktok and now i’m scared that nobody will see it and i spent like 20 hours doing this so… yeah. i’m trying to get back into the fandom so i’ll appreciate any kind of attention here!! 🐺⭐️

watching my grandma take her medication with a glass of red wine is so walburga black coded

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.

casual reminder that he had to bury all of his friends

marauders band au | blackinnon

i haven’t written a single “official” word in any document (just the scraps of interviews here)

BUT

i have figured out how to start the story and, most importantly, what happened with sirius and where is he.

also who the interviewer is.

the whole article is set to be published in the quibbler cause what better place to report on a old rock band that only a few people still remember to this day.

i’ll start working on it after i finish translating.

marauders band au / blackinnon

mary mcdonald (supermodel): she [marlene] came back after a trip home and couldn’t stop talking about this boy. she talked about him like he was some sort of comet, a once in a lifetime encounter. i didn’t know him at the time and thought she was talking nonsense. you know? the kinda crap you say when you’re heels over head for someone before you realize they’re as shitty at the rest of them. i mean, who could’ve been more of a trailblazer than her? a year later i met him. it clicked then. he didn’t have eyes for anyone else. even after they got famous, after all the fame and the groupies and the after party’s. if you want to believe the tabloids at the time just know this: sex sells. and no one sold sex better than sirius black. but his heart… it belonged only to her.

i genuinely didn’t think more than 3 people would like this concept 😂

marauders au in which they are immortals (base on the old guard).

need to stop coming up with new ideas when i can’t even update anything right now. but i can’t. too many ideas.

marls being the oldest immortal before crossing paths with the marauders. james and sirius playing russian roulette constantly in their first years. remus becoming a sniper. peter the strategic mind behind all their ventures. sirius being the only one that can contact marls when they need her. them trying to get to the new inmortal: lily evans, before government finds out. tempted to add regulus for the drama. sirius having to deal with his shit, maybe a little moonwater?