Andromeda Black

The Blacks are of a different make, they endure imprisonment, grief and horrible separations but remain strong. They are not just spoiled nobles, they are much more.

why does no one talk abt sirius and bellatrix being in azkaban at the same time. like i know damn well those two had some INSANE conversations

here i am translating a few chapters in advance and completely forgot this moment existed:

"Sirius, in an attempt to encompass the room with his arms, lifted Marlene's hand, which remained in his grasp."

(i'm screaming on the inside)

It’s not a marauders holiday without a little bit of chaos…

rot like a saint

mary mcdonald (supermodel): if we’re talking about superficial shit then no. she didn’t need any of it. not the diet pills not the drugs. but they were all the same. god, if you’d seen how she and sirius looked together you wouldn’t have been able to take your eyes off of them. they were mesmerizing. together they could’ve ruled the whole world. but she didn’t want any of that. they keep they relationship private. they got help from all us. we were in it together. i wasn’t friends with any of them, not really, but we all tried our best to protect them. you can believe whatever you want, but if there ever were two people deserving of protection from this world, it was them.

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)

Putting @blvnk-art new mum and dad pics side by side so my little heart can tear straight out of my chest.

sorry...

day 6 - music festival (muggle au) - blackinnon - @blackinnonfest

Sirius presented her with a pair of rubber boots.

“What are those?” She asked.

“The perfect footwear for rainy days and skipping puddles.”

“It isn’t raining.”

“But it will be where we are going. Come now, put them on.”

“You’re joking, right? They’re hideous” she protested.

“Shouldn’t you be more concerned with where we are going?”

“If I worried for every little thing you planned for, we would never go anywhere. But must I get there with such ugly little things?”

There was nothing little about the boots. They were tall and yellow and screaming loudly at her to not try them on.

“Fine. You can have mine.” Sirius sighed.

Sirius produced a pair of black ones and Marlene knew all along he bought them in her size right from the beginning.

Later on at night, after driving all the way to the music festival and spending all day dancing and screaming at the top of their lungs for their favorite bands and songs, Marlene and Sirius found their way to their camp site.

They stumbled ungracefully into their tent, laughing loudly, half drunk and half deaf from all the music still banging in their ears.

Marlene lifted her legs up in the air, her black boots covered in mud now.

“Best fucking gift ever”

“What about the festival tickets?”

“Oh yeah, that too” Marlene laughed, slapping Sirius slightly in his chest and propping herself up to kiss him on the lips.

i love drawing mary