Up to no good

[astrophagy]

               inseparable!

[blackstar-sirius]

mck-tt-n:

Marlene laughed and carefully picked up one of the tacos from the plate. “Thanks for the warning, but I think it’s too late for me anyway. I’m addicted to all food in general, already”, she explained, before taking a bite. “Oh Merlin, this is heaven”, she sighed after a moment.

“You don’t have to tell me twice, you know my husband James? He’s an excellent chef.” Sirius winked and chucked at the joke. “I do believe it’s been a while since I last saw you Miiiiiiiss McKinnon, how’s life treating you?” he asked drawing out the word Miss as he leaned back in his chair. 

[blackstar-sirius]

unkempt-flame:

“Sirius Black, you never fail to amuse me,” she giggled, still a bit tipsy. “And don’t ask me why I’m standing here in front of a broom cupboard going to open it,” 

“See?!” he nearly shouted, “It looks like a lavatory door doesn’t it? Even the location makes sense. Why is there a broom cupboard here instead?!” it was probably a silly thing to complain about but who strove to make sense when they were drinking? Surely not him. 

“Anyways, my mother would rage if she knew I skipped pleasantries.  Emmeline, you look lovely tonight, I hope you’re enjoying the festivities.” he took on an exaggerated formal tone, though he meant what he said. 

[blackstar-sirius]

prxngss:

James laughed, catching a bubble on his tongue. “Ah, you know the way to my heart, Padsie,” he said, grinning foolishly. You could say what you wanted about the childishness of it all, but James happened to be a huge fan of bubbles. “Party tonight? Or is that too short of notice, d’ya think?”

“Is that a real question?! Has it ever been ‘too short notice’ for a party? Is that even a thing?” he ranted momentarily while bubbles began to shoot out more agressively. “I can get up and owl everyone we know right now, I just didn’t plan anything yet cuz I hadn’t talked to you yet and I wasn’t sure if you and Lilsabeth had anything planned.” Sirius shrugged nonchalantly, “I was trying to be you know.....supportive of your relationship...or whatever.”

[blackstar-sirius]

unkempt-flame:

“You,” Emmeline started, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “thought a broom concert was a lavatory.” She stared at him sternly for two seconds, before bursting into laughter.

“That is absolute gold,” she said, wiping tears away from her eyes.

Sirius gave into his own fit of laughter along with her, “I know! I was thoroughly confused standing in the dark with my foot in two inches of mop water!”

[blackstar-sirius]

mck-tt-n:

“Well, okay, what you’re doing is just rude though”, Marlene replied, chuckling slightly at the sight of him basically inhaling the food. “At least share.”

“I can’t help it! They’re just so good!” he pushed the plate toward Marlene and leaned back, tipping the chair back, “You’re right though, help yourself, just be careful because these particular tacos are a gateway drug love.”

[blackstar-sirius]

prxngss:

“Eighteen means I’m legal everywhere, right?” he asked, thinking out loud, and not really looking for an answer.  

“Means you’re legal where it counts love.” Sirius winked with a smirk as he sent a steady stream of bubbles dancing around the room in honor of James’s birth. 

[blackstar-sirius]

prxngss:

“Good point,” he said with a grin. “Ah, I don’t know. Let’s just grab it and take it home, because pizza is better when you don’t have to wear pants,” he said with a shrug. “Laze around on the couch, drink beer, and eat it from the box. Sound good?”

“Ooooh sounds great.” he winked. 

[blackstar-sirius]

unkempt-flame:

“Bloody hell! What are you doing in a broom cupboard?” She stepped back impulsively.

“Whoops! Sorry!” Sirius half stumbled out of the broom cupboard as the door violently swung open. “Me? I was....I mean I wasn’t...it was just....I thought it was the lavatory.”

[blackstar-sirius]

vivaciousviolet:

“I was just remarking about your impeccable manners,” she replied, raising her eyebrows slightly at him. Her tone was hinting at sarcasm but she didn’t mean any offence. 

“Yes, I’m quite charming aren’t I?” Sirius flashed her a grin. “Oh, of course, how rude of me,” he frowned and pulled a more serious face. “Would you like some?” he pushed the platter toward Violet.

[blackstar-sirius]

prxngss:

“Should’a listened first, babe. Lily is gonna kill you,” James said, laughing. He shook his head, trying to give Sirius a stern look and failing as he dissolved into more laughter. “Your tacos are on the counter, next to mine,” he said, pointing them out. 

"Wait there’s more tacos?!” his face lit up, “Accio tacos!” Sirius shouted, pointing his wand in the general direction of the kitchen. “What about Lilsabeth now?”

[blackstar-sirius]

Imr Task || St. Patrick’s Day Attire || Sirius Black

[blackstar-sirius]

Emmeline: Why is it always about sex with you?

Sirius: It's not. Sometimes it's about sex with other people.

[blackstar-sirius]

wxrmtvil:

Peter laughed again as he held up his hands in defeat while shaking his head. “You’ve been saying that since our 5th year. If you haven’t done it by now, you know you never will.” He grinned more mischievously, returning the elbow once again. “Besides, I think you actually like that name. All the oohs and aahs it brings.” He was only slightly to moderately jealous of Sirius’ rich and pure heritage. Peter was a nobody compared to him.

Using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth, Peter wrinkled his nose again. “Where’d you get that? I’ve had good firewhiskey before, but that must be a bad batch. Or I’m losing my touch?” His eyes brows lifted as his eyes followed to their destination, grinning. “But I’ll definitely take you up on that offer.”

“Wormtail! Please!” Sirius grimaced and exaggerated a gag, before laughing. “I promise the only thing I remotely like is knowing it boils my mother’s blood that I exist and have the audacity to be called by it. Ok I’m lying, I might actually love that.” he grinned smugly and held open the door, stepping aside to let a couple push past them and then for Peter to enter before him. 

“That,” he grinned, “Was given to me as a gift. Now I think about it I might have pissed that chick off a while back.” he laughed. “If it wasn’t a bad batch it was definitely a bad brand! But hey, sometimes quality and taste don’t matter when you’re ninety four percent alcohol.” he slapped Peter on the back and sauntered up to the bar. “I’ll have a whiskey, neat, and a beer back.” he ordered while lighting up a cigarette, “And whatever this fine gentleman here wants.” Sirius winked at the burly bartender.

[blackstar-sirius]

“Look...I’m listening....these are just the best tacos I’ve ever had......go on....”

[blackstar-sirius]

tainted-daffodil:

Narcissa hadn’t even looked to see who she was calling after when she had found the package on the ground, it was just a natural instinct to automatically call out. When she realised it was Sirius, it was hard for her to not immediately feel awkward. “You’re welcome. I assumed that it was yours since there is no one else really around.”

He nodded slowly, eyeing her, “Yeah, I guess it’s not like it belongs to the cobblestones right?” he chuckled awkwardly, “Who else could it have been? Except...your disowned cousin.” he shrugged the smile fading from his eyes. As much as he hated to admit it, even to himself, it was painful to be standing here in front of her, unwanted as ever. 

[blackstar-sirius]

wxrmtvil:

Peter laughed elbowing Sirius in the ribs lightly. “You’re a Black, Padsy, you have no feelings, remember?” He shook his head as the true intentions were finally made clear, running a hand through his short hair. “I should have known…Cheers!” Peter up ended the flask, taking a long drink before making a face when he handed it back. “Bloody hell. What is that?!”

“Ok now that hurts my feelings.” he reiterated nudging Peter sharply, “You know I hate to be grouped in with that bunch of barbarians. “I should really change my last name.” it was a running joke since their days at Hogwarts, every time he got into a fight with his parents or Regulus did something to make them say ‘why can’t you be more like your brother?’ he would automatically shout ‘I’m changing my name!’ though he never seriously considered it, especially not now that he was disowned and he knew they despised him. It was adding insult to injury for him to posses the audacity to call himself Black and he would rub it in their faces for as long as possible.

“That....it’s uh...firewhiskey? Possibly? I’m not sure.” he shrugged and took another drink before pocketing the flask. “Yup, firewhiskey.”  he grinned and jerked his head to the pub across the street, “I’ll buy you a beer if you’d prefer it.” he chuckled.