Dress And Undress (in No Particular Order) 📖✨

James: Hello ladies

Lily:

Mary:

Marlene:

James: You may be wondering why I'm taped to the ceiling.

Sirius isn't an attention seeker, he's an attention atttractor, he does not have to do anything to get attention, c'mon guys, get it right 🙄

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

ballet academy au | blackinnon edition

after the summer of her fifteenth birthday, marlene made peace with the fact that her height would always constitute a problem, no matter the company she was working for.

yet she wasn’t exactly part of any company. she was still in an academy, working a program. except she was paying them not the other way around. but that didn’t even matter because the issue with her height couldn’t be solved with money.

it all reduced to the fact of the male dancers. if they couldn’t find an appropriate partner for her, then she couldn’t dance. it was that simple.

marlene didn’t felt it was that simple, though nobody cared.

remus had been her partner for years now, but lately he was having to deal with a lot of health issues —who wasn’t really, muscle relaxers and other drugs were often common currency amongst ballet dancers—, but remus had been asked to take a leave and they weren’t sure yet if he would return any time soon. or ever, for that matter.

and so they had stuck her with the only other boy who might suit her: sirius black.

and they all knew he couldn’t be trusted.

pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3

“Bien à vous, Toujours” 🌟

Oil paint on canvas, 24”x24”

This one was a long time coming. 💫✨

For Sirci

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

Drew him fancy~

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

sirius black after marlene mckinnon's dead.

a @jilymicrofics "how"

“How? How?” Sirius asked, an incredulity to his voice James didn’t often hear. “How did you not say yes when Evans asked? Are you a complete moron?”

“I froze! I—I just. Bloody hell Sirius, she asked me out.”

“—so I’ve heard—"

“What’s a bloke supposed to say to that?”

“Er… yes? Seems pretty straightforward to me—if you’re into that sort of thing—when a girl you fancy asks you out, you say yes. Not run away screaming like a banshee.”

“It wasn’t that high-pitched.”

“Not according to Moony.”

“…fuck.”

the reason i hc blackinnon, but specifically marlene, dealing with a miscarriage fully aware of how sensitive of a matter it is:

we often hear from women who actively want to become mothers dealing with this situation and it’s a heartbreaking one. no matter who you are, it’s shakes you from every fundamental pillar in your life. in a way, it feels like biology failed you o you fail at it. and in hurst like hell and you get discourage and you go through the motions and you mourn whatever it is you have to mourn (that would depend on your beliefs).

but i don’t think we talk enough about the women who find themselves in that situation and go through the same emotions but, at the end of it, they find relief that it hadn’t happen. women who only in that moment come to the realization that they don’t want to become mothers.

conflicting emotions can and often times coincides within the spam of a singular situation. and frequently women who go through that don’t speak up out of respect for the others. and that can bring shame. shame that you dare to be grateful for such an unfortunate situation because we are expected to only share and live in the sadness of it.

i could talk about how the situation reflects on blackinnon, but my whole views on in it, much like any other person who ships any pair or likes any character, it’s than it can be a good outlet to shine a light on something that often times goes unnoticed.

i’m sorry if this post come across as insensitive to anyone, but it’s hard for me to be as eloquent as i would like to be in anything other than my native language, which isn’t english.