James Potter’s Greatest Achievement Wasn’t Anything To Do With Quidditch. It Was Making Lily Evans

Girls sleepover

Sybil: You will get a dog Emmeline: Will I? Lily: Why do I get shadow of death following me and she gets a dog?! Sybill: She has the shadow of death too. Lily: Is here anyone with no shadow of death, Sybill? Marlene: I do not trust your cards. Sybill: My cards are awesome and true, McKinnon. Marlene: I have a shadow of death?! They're not! Sybill: Mary does not have a shadow of death. Mary: Great, I'd be spending my adulthood in graveyards. That sure sounds fun.

i need all of you to see my vision here.

florence pugh playing yelena romanoff with her russian accent gives so much vibes of dark!marlene.

when ppl say James is oblivious to someone flirting but I know him for the cocky shit he is who thinks everyone is flirting with him.

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!

sillies

not super into marauders content anymore but i had this wip and i had to finish it

mid-story line tag

(10 lines from the middle of 10 fics & tagging 10 people) this looked like fun and got tagged by @astracoreiisblog. i don't have 10 works and at least half of them on ao3 are the translated versions of some of them, but still.

Like a bludger to the heart

—Shouldn't you be up in the tower celebrating with everyone else? —She asked, hiding her surprise at seeing him there in front of her. —What a curious thing, McKinnon —Sirius took a step closer—, I was about to ask you the same thing. McDonald and Evans are worried, they haven't seen you all night. —A light breeze moved the cloud that covered the moon and its faint waning light reflected off Sirius's profile, his angular features becoming more prominent as he took a drag on his cigarette. —I'm surprised you noticed. —She returned her gaze to the surface of the lake, determined to ignore her interlocutor. Sirius said nothing, but he didn't move either. —Have you nothing better to do? Surely you didn't sneak away from the castle, from your own party, to keep me company —she added after a few minutes of silence. —Would it surprise you to know that I came here for that very reason? —Marlene couldn't help turning her head sharply, but Sirius had finished his cigarette and stood with his head down, stubbing out the butt on the sole of his boot. —Do you have another cigarette? —she asked back, because it was easier to pretend it was a complete coincidence that Sirius was there.

Strangers

She still remembered how she had felt when she had finally decided to leave the party on her own, hours before Sirius. The way she had, for the first and last time, felt intimidated by the way the rest of the women had looked at him or tried to get close to him. Maybe it had more to do with her, with that feeling of having become invisible lately, as if she had completely lost her purpose in life. Perhaps it was a projection of her own insecurities to imagine that Sirius had lost interest in her. Whatever it was, as he accompanied her to the street to wait for the uber that would take her back home and he approached her, his flannel tied at the waist and his shirt untucked around his neck, from where minutes earlier Marlene had grabbed him to plant a kiss on his lips, trying to convince herself that it was her imagination that Sirius would rather she hadn't accompanied them that night, the words “I think we should break up” had been there, on the tip of her tongue, but she hadn't been brave enough to utter them. Instead, she got into the vehicle when it finally arrived and left with the agonising feeling that she had lost something that night, although she wasn't sure exactly what it was.

One to many nights stands

For a week, he left her tiptoe her way around the flat, flailing for something to do, to make it less obvious she was delaying until he offered her to stay. It was completely ludicrous to him that Marlene needed to be invited, but she always insisted on making everything unnecessarily complicated.  She always complained he often oversimplified things.  That was exactly the reason why they never managed to be a thing, a couple, an institution, and instead they were always half of something, driving everyone around them mad, themselves included.  Sometimes, though, they met somewhere in the middle.  That night, Sirius couldn’t keep acting like they repelled each other. Early in the morning they all have been caught in the fray of battle. It had caught them unexpectedly, neither were on duty, much less a mission. And yet they barely made it out unscathed. That was why they had reunited in his flat, too much on edge to depart from one another so soon.  James and Lily finally decided to leave and took Remus with them. Peter had fled to his parents house through floo.  Sirius felt Marlene’s body trembling under his hands, placed carefully on her hips, and saw the same hunger in her eyes that was pleading from his insides. 

Marauders: The Untold Story

When I pitched the idea to my editor to write an article on Marauders, my sole purpose was to have a professional excuse to dig into a music scene that interested me and earn a paycheck in the process.  It was always clear to me that in the end I would end up writing a short piece, a general overview of their history. Even when I ventured to contact James Potter, the only former member of the band known to be open to continuing to engage with the media, after encountering all the news and speculation about the last few months of their tour, I was prepared to get the same statement they made in November 1981 when they made the band's abrupt dissolution official, though deep down I wished he would go off script and give me even a single quote that I could use to tell the public something new.  What I wasn't expecting was that he was not only willing to answer each and every one of my questions, but also to put me in contact with other former members, and end up discovering a completely unknown side of the band.  And that's exactly what happened.

Through the Years: A Blackinnon History

[This is only out in spanish but still.]

She didn't even need an answer to realise that he had probably been playing pranks with James Potter in the corridors, as they had been doing for the past three weeks, and now he needed somewhere to hide for a few minutes. "I'm just avoiding Filch, I wasn't trying to annoy you," Sirius replied defensively, holding up his hands to show his palms in a sign of peace. Marlene felt something in her chest loosen, her envy temporarily assuaged by the conciliatory gesture, but then she tensed again when Sirius insisted. "But seriously, what the hell are you doing here alone?" Marlene wasn't about to explain that she couldn't study in the common room, or in her own room, because she was avoiding her classmates. Or that she couldn't study in the library and risk Finnean seeing her sitting at a table by herself. Much less was she going to explain to him why that was the case. "Minding my own business instead of meddling in someone else’s," she replied irritably and pointed her wand at the largest book in her collection, the History of Magic. Sirius's eyes widened as he realised what was happening and he managed to duck out the door before the book slammed against it where his head had previously been.

I honestly doubt I can manage to tag 10 people since a lot of them have been already tagged and other authors I enjoy I haven't manage to find lol

I'll leave it open to anyone who wants to join!

my head screams blackinnon, my knees on the other hand: remus lupin 🙃

jokes on me for thinking: sure, and interview format story retelling the past of a band? EASY WRITING, IT'S JUST TAKING EACH CHARACTER MONOLOGUES AND ESSENTIALLY MAKE A COLLAGE WITH THEM.

like hell it is, this might be the longest chapter i've written and in my head, this was supposed to be one of the shorter ones. i get so stuck re-reading and re-writing cause someone would say something and then i decide to add to the one who "talked" before them and hour has passed and i barely managed to add a full page to the document.

James Potter and Sirius Black, 1979

uhhh interesting, cause mostly i picture her surviving in a scenario where they win the war without losing the potters. but…

judging by the letter harry found in sirius bedroom, the mckinnon’s died near harry’s birthday. so between their death and the potters are only a few month apart and in war times there’s no much time to stop and grieve. they are only allow to feel everything and actually process what happened, what they lost, after voldemort gets wiped out.

100% marlene wouldn’t have let sirius do anything stupid. at best she saves him, at worst she joins him. she’s the witness that saves him from imprisonment (she turns to dumbledore who turn to the minister blablabla he gets a fair trial, they win).

so while they trying to help each other in their griefs, because they are so young and haven’t have enough time and space to breath, i don’t think they had fully figured out every aspects of their relationship, meaning they might no be solid enough for them to endure what it means losing everything they once cared of. harry, despite everything, still goes with the durleys for his own protection.

so yeah, i think their worst character traits come to play and they cannot reconcile who they are as individuals let alone as a couple. they care for each other, ofc. in the end i think it their only option if they ever aspired to keep on each other lives.

there are certain things that you can only ever learn on your own. only distance can make understand what happened. they do evolve. they do manage to get their heads above water. and possibly reunite somewhere in the future, maybe with the whole thing of voldemort coming back, harry being in danger. he finally gets two people who knew his parents and are able to tell him all kind of stories he longed to hear.

harry, in the end, brings them together and this time, they make it.

I have so many favorite hc for blackinnon, but my all-time favorite is Sirius having a bad feeling the night Marlene dies and telling her not to go home, to spend the night in his house, to stay together-- but Marlene thinks he is being paranoid and goes to visit her home, and ends up dying there with her family. I just love the idea that Sirius lives with the regret that only if he insisted more, maybe that wouldn't have happened.