Also BONUS: When They Finally Figure Things Out Is So Easy For Them To Merge Their Life Together, They

Druella and Narcissa.

"i never got to fall out of love. i just had to move on"

sirius black after marlene mckinnon's dead.

marlene and sirius fucking in the quidditch changing rooms, both covered in dirt, wet from rain, smiling like grass, and trying to keep each other quiet

hope lupin would've loved james & sirius btw.

her sense of humour is being traumatised by a boggart in which she meets her future husband & proceeding to then have boggarts as her wedding cake topper.

she litr would've loved them. she writes to sirius when he gets disowned & he writes back that he was just following in the steps of his role model (her). james tells her about his very clever idea of remus' badly behaved rabbit & she's laughing for days.

ballet academy au | blackinnon edition

sirius thought if he got away from any trouble inducing situations like, say, a party on the rooftop of the academy, then he couldn’t get in trouble, much less get suspended for it.

except he realized too late that he was the only kid on the academy that had a copy of the master key that gave access to the rooftop and, unfortunately, someone had stole it from his locker. he checked.

that was what he was doing when he caught sight of marlene dancing on her own late on a friday night.

he had been dancing long enough with her for him to realize there was more to her talent than just very calibrated movements and long beautiful lines.

there was some kind of pent-up emotion running wild somewhere under the fiber of her muscles. it was only watching from afar that he managed to put a finger on it.

and when she had dance adding a pirouette just as he had told her, he saw it coming to life in front of him.

that thing beneath her skin.

—that was a good suggestion, ever thought about teaching?

he thought he was alone, but when he lifted his head, caradoc was looking at him.

—i barely make it as student as it is.

—not for lack of talent.

it was the closest thing to a compliment he ever heard from the man.

—you should be careful though, sort out your feelings.

sirius was not quite sure what caradoc meant, was he merely talking dancing?

—sort out my feelings mister i-don’t-care-what-either-of-you-do? perhaps you should sort out yours, maybe take this to dinner? see where it might take us?

he could’ve swear he almost saw caradoc smile, faintly.

—just be careful, black.

confusion didn’t sit right with sirius, so when caradoc left him, he did the only thing that could help: he danced alone in the studio on a friday night.

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rot like a saint

“Bien à vous, Toujours” 🌟

Oil paint on canvas, 24”x24”

This one was a long time coming. 💫✨

For Sirci

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?

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: Sirius has a point. Sirius: Who asked you?! Sirius: Wait- I mean... What she said!