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~~~Blacleria’s official Sirius Black Timeline - Part 3~~~
2022-2024, 30-32 years old
So here we are, the final part! You already know most of the artworks, I just added one unknown artwork 😬It is the one and only time I painted Gary Oldman as Sirius, and I just did it as a warm-up for future Sirius artworks 🤭
out of control
not using AI genuinely feels like the rest of the world is experiencing some kind of mass amnesia. if someone says they never use it, the immediate response is that can't be true because "everyone" uses it to write their emails or answer their questions. saw a comment suggesting that not using chatgpt to write an essay is "like the 90s". girl I graduated in 2021 and we weren't doing that! how is it that everyone has suddenly forgotten that they were entirely capable of doing these things all by themselves for their entire lives up until the past few years!! am I going crazy!!!
Okay, so I don’t think I can sell this as a study any more, can I? I swear it started as another fabric study! And then I got carried away 😬
You know, I am back to studying clothes and yeah, what should I say, he ACCIDENTLY looks like a certain Sirius Black I heard of. This is absolutely not my fault, I am really innocent, I swear!
The stereotype of the nerd girl taking her glasses off and suddenly she's beautiful, but in reverse. A cold tough mean office lady who glares at everyone until she gets glasses and suddenly becomes sweet, approachable and friendly since she no longer has a constant headache over not being able to fucking see, doesn't need to squint at everything, and actually remembers individual people by name now that she can tell them apart at all.
I wear glasses for two weeks now, and what do you mean, I don't have to be tired all day long? I don't need to have headaches, especially when the sun is shining brightly?
I really hoped the glasses could help me A BIT with my tiredness problem, but I never thought it would completely eliminate my problem 😭
The last years were just huge waste of time 😭
"[...]Tonks made an idle remark about one of their fellow Order members (‘He’s still handsome, isn’t he, even after Azkaban?’)."
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Sirius & Harry Week - Nightmares
Prompt: Family Feels or Nightmares
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This is hot off the press, but you know I gotta get in on Sirius & Harry week. Here I've slipped in not only nightmares but also, sick fic :)
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In his dreams, he’s the one to cast the Killing Curse. In his dreams, he forgets that it was Voldemort, and he cannot remember that James died first. In his dreams, the door opens wide, and James and Lily beam, pleased to see him, grateful for his company, and he kills them both and Harry too. But Harry isn’t a baby. Instead, he is the boy Sirius met just last year, and when the jet of green light hits, the boy is still smiling when he hits the floor. The dream doesn’t end there, but he wants it to stop. He kneels and sees their smiles lingering, and he can pretend they’re sleeping. And he knows it’s a dream, but he cannot get free—or perhaps he doesn’t want to because James is still warm—
There is a tug on his arm. He looks down, frowning. Harry’s eyes have flown open and he is saying Sirius’s name.
“But you’re dead,” he tells Harry.
“I’m not. You’re asleep.”
“I know. I can’t wake up.”
The damp autumn evening drips away as Harry shakes his arm. And sure enough, the cottage is gone, and Sirius realizes, blinking, that their places are switched—he is lying on the ground, and Harry is the one that kneels.
It is a moment before he remembers the cave. A deep ache courses through his thighs and arms, and he knows that whatever illness he has must have matured in his sleep to become a plague on his pathetically frail immune system. He’s so cold. He must have been so weak that he couldn’t hold his Animagus form.
“Harry?” Sirius croaks. His throat burns. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“You haven’t written,” says Harry. “I thought something might be wrong. And I was right.”
“You should have sent Dumbledore.”
But Sirius, annoyed as he is that Harry is so flippant with his own safety, is also warmed by Harry’s concern. When a shudder wracks Sirius’s body, a cloak is thrown over him.
“You’re really ill,” Harry mutters. “No wonder. It’s freezing in here. Why don’t you sleep on Buckbeak?”
“Sometimes he crushes me,” says Sirius. He winces as he tries to sit. Harry watches him with his own doubting grimace.
“Maybe you should go back to sleep.”
Sirius wrinkles his nose at the thought of returning to his nightmare. He cannot bear the thought of leaving the world where Harry lives to sink into one where Harry is dead.
“I’ll be all right,” Sirius assures him. “It’s not a Hogsmeade weekend, is it? You’ll have to go back to school.”
“It’s fine. No one saw me leave, and I’ve got my dad’s cloak. Ron knows I’m here, so I can stay all night, really. You can sleep; I’ll make sure you’re all right.”
The terror of his nightmare keeps him awake. The cave floor is frigid, and usually, it doesn’t bother him, but now, it is like sleeping on a frozen lake. His weakness pushes him to the ground and he’s fighting to keep his eyes open.
“I think you should rest, Sirius.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Why not?”
Sirius doesn’t want to admit the truth. “We never chat, you and I,” he says. “We’ve finally got a chance, now. Tell me something. Talk to me.”
And perhaps it is Harry’s ploy to get him to sleep because he starts talking about his schoolwork and the pointless, annoying squabbles between Ron and Hermione, specifically one that just happened this morning, and as Harry gets comfortable, he goes on to talk about girls and his budding feelings for one who turned him down for the Yule Ball, and Sirius can’t help himself from drifting off, squeezing a warm hand and forgetting what it was that he had feared about falling asleep in the first place.
Things are bleak. Here’s some Sirius & Harry feels.
Happy (early) Birthday, @impishtubist!
Sirius finally changes out of his Azkaban robes into…something else. And Remus remembers he has a thing for *cough* daddies.
And maybe used car salesmen.
Hey, what’s up? You might have recognized (or probably not lol) I have been busy the last weeks. Rumours say this might have something to do with a commission I got for a board game illustration 👀 It is not finished yet, but even me sometimes needs a break from a commission. And it is holiday season. Aaaaand I haven’t made a single good Sirius artwork this year - in my opinion - he just does not look right for me. So here is my final attempt for this year. Not 100% happy with it, but better than the last attempts I think. It got quiiite dramatic and realistic. I am back to a more realistic look. No matter what I try, it is always most intriguing for me. It is so much fun to learn how colour and light actually works.
Oh Sirius Black, I could never draw you the way I envision you..
God bless Sirius Black's body hair.
hi i finally drew this
Tell me what you think
When Harry’s drunk he can’t stop smiling for anything. And one time Harry’s gets drunk (after the war, so he’s of age) with Sirius and he tells him loads of terrible things about his years in hogwarts and with the Dursley’s and confess’ for symptoms of PTSD all while crazy uncontrollably giggling in a casual tone and Sirius just stands there horrified
Too much?
No, not too much. Great premise, but I raise you this--
Maybe for years, Sirius has been trying to get Harry to tell him about his childhood, but Harry avoids the conversation, so Sirius gets Harry absolutely blasted and takes the opportunity to get him to talk...and gets more than he bargained for.
Aaaaaaand maybe Harry pulls a reverse-Uno and does the same thing later.
