And Yet In Sirius Black We Thrust 🙏🏻

i’m having a moment thinking of chivalrous sirius black. that wasn’t merely good manners and proper education. he was mirroring orion for fckng sure.

james getting closer to marlene through quidditch, starting to think of her as a little sister, obviously thinking sirius feels the same way 'cause they share the same brain cells and then BOOM! sirius kissing her???!! what do you mean you like her??? SHE'S LIKE A SISTER TO US???

lily with green dress and emerald💚

nobody warns you that as a writer your characters will start arguing in your head at 3 a.m

also he doesn’t blame sirius, they just didn’t expect for severus to actually go there. that was the whole joke. i already talked about this but honestly, how dumb was snape in that moment???

james potter ran out to pull severus snape from the shrieking shack with one tought in mind: remus lupin.

because he didn’t believe remus should be held accountable for what might happen if he is too late to protect him but it’s fully aware that he will be.

considering his future

I am traveling and 9 hours in a train is a lot of time to do silly sketches ( by the way super hard cause it moves like a lot ) I also tried to do regulus but got dizzy mid way.

I also read a fic of William turner X Jack sparrow that was too hot for reading it in public, took a nap, watched two house episodes and crocheted a few rows from my tapestry.

Super cool that I saw 🐄 and 🐑 also super epic running horses.

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!

no thoughts just shirtless sirius black with a small constellation of tattoos all over his chest and arms with a scotch in hand.

day 22 - one night stand - muggle au - blackinnon - @blackinnonfest

it had been the first time sirius had ever ditched his bike but the ride to his place on the back of the cab had been well worth it.

they both were drunk, though he had a feeling marlene would have jump to his lap even in broad daylight without caring about the driver.

once in his street, they both had stumbled out of the car, still locking lips.

it had been all muscle memory the walk from the stairs through the door and all the way to his bedroom.

he might be drunk, but a girl like that deserved to be worshipped in bed.

with a yelp, marlene fell backwards onto the matress while sirius took out his shirt. his leather jacket long forgotten on the corridor alongside marlene’s short dress.

they were a tangled mess of sweat, saliva and dangling chains. marlene’s wrists and collarbones where full of silver and her fingers full of rings that every once in a while got tangled in sirius’ hair.

he didn’t care.

he kissed her as if he was drinking her out, like he had lived in a desert for most of his life and had only known water once he tasted her lips.

marlene’s jaw moved at the same compass as his and her tongue was doing dangerous things to the most primitive parts of his brain.

“fuck” he hissed.

“thought that’s what we were doing” she laughed.

he imagined all the possibilities of what that tongue could do but first, he was gonna have a taste of her.

all of her.