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100% sure sirius and james would be the loudest at a no doubt concert singing just a girl

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."

yungblud bartending in some pub came into my feed and i’m like, wait, rockstar sirius black, is that you? what it’s happening?

like there’s this famous guy casually making drinks and talking to fans while simultaneously being iconic.

update:

there are two new chapters on “like a bludger to the heart” and one in the spanish blackinnon through the ages.

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.

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.

lily: you know, sirius, parents are just people too

sirius: well, mine are particularly shitty people then

lily: how can you say that? they’re your parents, they made you who you are!

sirius: that’s the problem, evans. i’ve had to spend the last seven years undoing their fine job!

marlene mckinnon’s hair went through the same phases as miley cyrus’s hair over the years.

Regulus Black in his first public appearance after Sirius ran away:

I'll break it to you easy

This is hell, this is hell

You're looking and whispering

You think I'm someone else

This is hell, yes

Literal hell

We don't have to talk

We don't have to dance

We don't have to smile

We don't have to make friends

It's so nice to meet you

Let's never meet again

We don’t have to dance – Andy Black

“kreacher lives to serve the noble house of black” same kreacher me too

brother or bother

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

marauders band au / blackinnon

mary mcdonald (supermodel): look, i’m not saying they didn’t share a dream of becoming the next big thing. i’m just saying they were strategic about it. sirius and marlene i mean. that concert we went to were we ended up on stage with them? all planned. they knew how to replicate authenticity, they had so much energy no one ever doubted them.

lily evans (photographer, james potter’s girlfriend): everywhere you looked, girls wanted to be her [marlene]. she had been in a few music videos at the time with other bands, before the boys skyrocketed. but after that concert, girls wanted to be her and boys wanted to… you know (makes obscene gesture with her hands).

mary: her disappearance act afterwards was pure genius. marauders sold out everywhere.

marauders band au / blackinnon

remus: she came to one of our concerts once. i mean, she came every time she could. but that time she went full glam. brought a few of her models friends with her. sirius pulled them onto the stage.

james: i wanted lily up there too, but she said if i started flirting with her right in front of everyone then they’ll start questioning who the others were. made her regret it though (laughs). people next day thought me and mary were a thing.

peter: that was the last time we saw her wearing her hair long. she jumped on the platform with me. flirted with remus and sirius both. dance with all her friends, but people could only stare at her. she was dynamite. i don’t even think she was on something. i don’t. it was just her pure energy.

james: sirius pulled her to the front. made her sang with him the chorus.

remus: people went nuts. none of us new she could sing. her voice was raw, a little raspy, like she had pebbles on her throat but somehow they melted on your ears.

peter: she disappeared from the public eye for a while after that.

(pls pls pls picture marlene in miley cyrus outfit for her mother’s daughter performance at tinderbox festival. obviously the leather jacket would’ve been sirius’)

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’m kinda crazy cause that’s how you make me,

i don’t need jesus cause baby you saved me, i’m done,

but only if it’s with you.”

it hits me right in the angst cause i know he couldn’t save her and they never made it.

this whole song it’s giving me so much vibes of what i envision for marlene and sirius in my marauders band au i’m dying.

just imagine marlene being discovered as a model at age fifteen, having lived all over the world on her own at such a young age, sharing places with other models as young as her while the older ones teach them all about alcohol and drugs and other vices of the industry.

her meeting/reconnecting (not quite sure yet) with sirius black, a year older than him, who has a band that is fairly known in his town.

marlene having all the right connections.

falling harder and harder with this boy. this boy who’s life might just happened to align with hers.

them working hard so they could one day reach a happy ending that never came.

just rambling at this point but ughhh this song it’s doing it for me.

this whole song it’s giving me so much vibes of what i envision for marlene and sirius in my marauders band au i’m dying.

just imagine marlene being discovered as a model at age fifteen, having lived all over the world on her own at such a young age, sharing places with other models as young as her while the older ones teach them all about alcohol and drugs and other vices of the industry.

her meeting/reconnecting (not quite sure yet) with sirius black, a year older than him, who has a band that is fairly known in his town.

marlene having all the right connections.

falling harder and harder with this boy. this boy who’s life might just happen to align with hers.

them working hard so they could one day reach a happy ending that never came.

just rambling at this point but ughhh this song it’s doing it for me.

Blacleria is BACK! 🥳🤭After a full month full of frustration, because I constantly hated my all my drawing attempts, I thought... f*ck it, I do a full painting now. Let's see how it works out. And now I am really proud, and a bit nervous (because I am proud...lol). I also experimented a bit with my style. For the background, I used another software, which is specialized in imitating traditional painting media. I have to admit, I really like this look! 😊🫣 Please excuse me now, I have to read some fics from arlie now. 📖

He and Uncle Padfoot were inseparable.

i’m 100% certain the only reason sirius black didn’t burn the whole world to the ground after marlene mckinnon’s dead, the love of his life’s dead, was the fact that suddenly his godson, the son of james potter, his one true soulmate (platonic or not, idc), was in immediate danger and he would’ve done anything to protect him, including swallowing his own grief.

you cannot convince me otherwise.

day 15 - if you even need to think twice - blackinnon - @blackinnonfest

marlene was resting over his chest, completely naked except for the sheet with which sirius have covered them both.

he was mindlessly tracing figures with his fingers on her back, mesmerised by the sight of her: cheeks flushed, eyes shining, hair completely tousled as if she just landed on the pitch after flying around on her broom.

sirius knew marlene wasn’t into quidditch for the sport, but for the adrenaline, same as him.

“i think i’m falling in love with you” he whispered, only realizing he said it at loud once he felt marlene tense up on top of him.

he meant it, though.

“i love you” he repeated, louder this time.

marlene got to her knees, wrapping the sheet around her torso, covering herself.

sirius propped himself up on his forearms, looking at her.

“i… wasn’t expecting that” she finally admitted, mouth hang half open, genuine shock in her eyes.

sirius waited, his heart suddenly clenched behind his ribs.

several seconds passed before marlene dared speak again.

“i’m trying to think of the right thing to say here.”

he swallowed hard, trying to hide the fact that just then, marlene had hurt him.

he wouldn’t show it, though.

“if you have to think about it then i guess the answer is pretty obvious. i just wish i hadn’t wasted my time” he blurted out, finally siting himself properly, feet on the carpet on the opposite side of the bed.

“that’s not fair.”

there was a tinge of hurt in marlene’s voice, but that, sirius thought, wasn’t fair. not to him, not after what he just admitted.

“no fair?” he questioned, rising his voice slightly. “what’s fair about the fact that you’d rather believe those stupid rumors going around instead of me? you know who are the girls that say all that shit? the ones i’ve never given the time of day. they’re the ones who need to convince themselves that i’m some sort of ruthless casanova.”

“you say that as if you’re this sort open book, like i have to had you all figured it out by now” she replied, her voice even know.

“like you’re much better!.” he finally turned to watch her. “you’re the one who wanted to keep this under wraps, remember?!” he shouted, pointing at the general direction of the castle with his arm.

marlene was taken aback.

“you’d think the way i treated would clear things up for you. but maybe you weren’t paying attention, what with all the boys you’ve been talking to lately.” it was a low blow, but he didn’t care.

“fuck you, black!” marlene shouted, getting to her feet and rapidly putting on her clothes on.

“right back at you, mckinnon!” he fired back just as she had slammed the door of his room behind her.

seconds later, james came into the room looking bewildered.

“what was that?” he asked while taking in the scene he just entered in.

“nothing that matters” sirius answered, getting to his feet and passing james on his way to the bathroom.

in another universe where peter had balls 💔

sorry yall just a sketch this time 😔

✨The witches of Black family✨

sirius: are you seeing anyone?

regulus: like a spirit? *looks around* not at the moment.

sirius looking concerned: …

regulus: oh you meant a relationship?

a @jilymicrofics "how"

“How? How?” Sirius asked, an incredulity to his voice James didn’t often hear. “How did you not say yes when Evans asked? Are you a complete moron?”

“I froze! I—I just. Bloody hell Sirius, she asked me out.”

“—so I’ve heard—"

“What’s a bloke supposed to say to that?”

“Er… yes? Seems pretty straightforward to me—if you’re into that sort of thing—when a girl you fancy asks you out, you say yes. Not run away screaming like a banshee.”

“It wasn’t that high-pitched.”

“Not according to Moony.”

“…fuck.”

I did a thing. A smut of sorts. 

Summary:

They were alive.

They were stubborn.

And Sirius felt particularly lucky.

@blackinnonfest

When James and Lily go on their first date, Lily doesn't quite understand why James is absolutely livid that a stray dog is following them around Hogsmeade.

Gryffindor common room 1978

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)