IM BACK! ✨🙇🏻♀️ I know lately I’ve been absent from my socials. And I’m preparing a content to talk a bit about this with open heart! I needed some time and that’s it. It was refreshing and so good for my mental health. Briefly speaking, I was again entering on a exhaustion on making art everyday. And constantly doing it was turning really harmful for me. I was starting to get anxious, and with that a burned out sensation was starting to grow. And for a person that had a burn out stress over and over again, we start to be expert on this topic (sadly). After realizing that I might have a mental break over it I stepped back and took a time off. (Still was doing commissions) Well, that’s it! Hope you guys like this Sirius Black… kind of representing a bit of my art frustrations! 😂 and hope you guys don’t abandon me yet!
Head Girl and Head Boy, November 11, 1978.
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.
Quick sketch of Alphard Black
give me twenty something sirius black buying a huge chunk of land with an old abandoned cow barn in it and neighbor and slightly older marlene mckinnon teaching him all about restorative farming and them transforming the old barn into a community center where they sell the food they grow in sirius’ farm and use it as place to hold gatherings where the neighbors like to go socialize and plan music events with local artists and environmental activists.
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?
adult blackinnon just hits different, you know?
sirius: i kissed her.
james: what?
remus: when?
peter: who?
sirius: about a month ago.
james: how am i just finding out?
remus: did she… kissed you back?
peter: who are we talking about?
remus: marlene.
sirius: yes. no. i don’t know, what does it matter?
remus: your kidding, right? tell me you’re joking.
james: how can you not know that?
peter: mckinnon?
sirius: yes, peter, how many marlene’s have you met? and no, i’m not joking. i mean, i understand how fundamental it is to know if a girl kiss you back or not, but we didn’t have time. i had to leave.
remus: you kissed her and then ran? and you wonder why she isn’t crawling back for more like the rest of them?
sirius: we were in the middle of “the plan”! james was there, he was calling me, that’s why i left.
james: how could i’ve been there when i just found out you kissed marlene?
sirius: you came after it happened.
james: so i interrupted you?
sirius: no. yes. what does it matter? i kissed her and then left. it was a busy day.
james: you don’t say…
remus: you left her cause you had to pulled a stupid prank?
james: hey, don’t take it out on “the plan”, it was brilliant!
sirius: that’s not the point, prongs.
james: right, sorry.
peter: what is the point though?
remus: the point is that sirius is a complete idiot. it amazes me how you managed to fool every girl in the castle into wanting to go out with you.
peter: except the one he wants.
sirius: thanks for that.
james: so what happened afterwards? when you saw her again, i mean.
sirius: nothing.
james: nothing?
remus: you haven’t talked to her since?
sirius: we’ve talked, just… not about that. it all has been normal, as if nothing happened.
james: are you sure you kissed and you didn’t… imagine it?
peter: oh, i’ve been there.
sirius: unlike you, peter, i don’t need to fantasize to get a girl to kiss me.
remus: don’t take it out on peter. it isn’t his fault you kissed her and then ran away.
sirius: i didn’t ran away.
james: this is getting nowhere. what are you gonna do now?
sirius: that’s what i’m asking you lot.
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
I'm gonna be real with you guys.
Eleven year old Remus Lupin: (desperately trying to hide the fact that he was a werewolf) would not— in fact — make friends with the two loudest troublemakers he'd ever seen in his life on the first day of school.
Actually, the moment James and Sirius had stepped foot into the compartment he was sitting in, shoving at each other's shoulders and yelling over each other about a prank they couldn't wait to pull, he just grabbed his things and left.
Instead, he joined a quiet, shy kid who's luggage tag read Peter Pettigrew, and they sat in peaceful silence the whole way to hogwarts.
It wasn't until the four of them found themselves standing in their assigned dorm room that night that Remus realised he never really stood a chance at all, the pair would be his friend whether he wanted them or not.
(And he would want them... eventually.)
late millennial. multishipper reader. exclusively blackinnon writer (atm). sp/en.
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