Breaking Point

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?

omg they look so goood!!! 😍 god, marls looks so great i'm excited to see more!

i can't wait for to you to get around sketching the two of them together, but no rush!!

hey, just sending a few references to draw to bring back blackinnon to life! 💓

Stopp, you're amazing!! I absolutely LOVED these refs, thank you ❤️❤️

The vibe is IMMACULATE!

I was sketching Marls to get used to drawing her, and then I remembered I have a lot of WIPs to update (😅) so it might take a while, but here are some Marlene sketches I did: 🥹

also BONUS: when they finally figure things out is so easy for them to merge their life together, they don’t even have to question it. ofc both of them wanted to travel the world in sirius’ bike and try every extreme muggle sport possible.

people saying blackinnon won’t work because they too similar without realizing what that involves. here’s the person that holds the key to turn you into the best version of yourself meanwhile you fight against it so hard. you think you’re fighting them but actually your fighting yourself and no matter how complicated or toxic it might feel at times, the person your yelling at it’s the same person that won’t disappear on you cause they see you. they see the real you under all the layers and yet they also love of your flaws. and by loving them they get to love themselves. they start to believe there might actually be a place in the world they belong to. they’re not lost, they’re not a disgrace (ahem sirius black im looking at you). someone loves you so hard that they stay, for as long as it takes, for you to realize you’re already worth something.

Head Girl and Head Boy, November 11, 1978.

🎨: tidalbox

Lilys feelings realization pt 3 per @spillthebea comments on pt 2

a blackinnon story told in reverse: from the heart achingly lost of her life to the very beginning when they started to fell in love.

bonus points if near her death they closer to breaking up o they were already apart.

working hard to have both versions of "marauders: the untold story" ready so i can drop the next chapter tomorrow!

James Potter’s greatest achievement wasn’t anything to do with Quidditch. It was making Lily Evans laugh so hard she snorted.

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.