Sirius 🖤 for @dewitty1
The Remain Nameless sketches
okay but let’s consider for a moment it went BAD. seth cohen/summer robberts first time kinda bad. so they keep hooking up until they get to know each other so well, they basically are able to read each others minds. they went from staring at the ceiling in horror afraid to let the other one know they thought it sucked to them going at it non-stop.
Sirius and Marlene's first time having sex would make them stay in bed for a full 30 minutes, out of breath, glaring at the ceiling, bc neither of them could process that it actually happened.
If anything it makes his dislike for Snape worse for falling after the prank and putting Remus at risk for being so stupid.
I fucking hate the "James hates Sirius after the prank" trope. I'm sorry but there's NOTHING Sirius could do that would make James hate him. James would probably kiss Sirius and praise his great prank idea. These two will never abandon each other and that's it.
propaganda i AM falling for:
multishipping
i didn’t think my silly idea of ballet au blackinnon was gonna give me so much to write but i already have like two more, i don’t know? episodes i guess coming. i’m dying cause i know shit about ballet.
you can catch up here if you want to.
florence pugh playing yelena romanoff with her russian accent gives so much vibes of dark!marlene.
the eyes, they never lie
bellatrix's shadow follows andromeda long after her sister goes to azkaban. follows her when people on the streets in diagon shrink back because they know her face even though it's not hers it's not hers it's not hers. andromeda wears bella's face and carries bella's sins even if her eyes are brown and soft and warm and nothing like her sister's cold grey stare. it doesn't matter because these people on the streets, they know her face. they flinch because they know her face. saw it twisted in cruel rage when her sister's wand tip lit red and green and screamed vengeance. they know her face, and her eyes cannot save her from the weight of lives taken.
and even now bellatrix's shadow follows her onto the battlefield when her daughter hesitates. pauses when she sees, briefly... wild hair and pale skin and she doesn't realize doesn't see those cold grey eyes—her mother from afar. "mum?"—she doesn’t dodge the killing curse til it's too late.
bellatrix's shadow follows andromeda at the funeral where she sits alone no husband no daughter and still misses her big sister. still misses when bella would braid her hair and laugh and say meda, you look just like a princess! those times are gone and now andromeda's daughter is lowered into the earth not even thirty and already dead and her baby sits on her lap and coos. he has grey eyes.
Head Girl and Head Boy, November 11, 1978.
late millennial. multishipper reader. exclusively blackinnon writer (atm). sp/en.
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